Isaiah 25
Praise to the Victorious God
(Jeremiah 51:15–19)
¹ O LORD, You are my God! I will exalt You; I will praise Your name. For You have worked wonders— plans formed long ago— in perfect faithfulness.
² Indeed, You have made the city a heap of rubble, the fortified town a ruin. The fortress of strangers is a city no more; it will never be rebuilt.
³ Therefore, a strong people will honor You. The cities of ruthless nations will revere You.
⁴ For You have been a refuge for the poor, a stronghold for the needy in distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat. For the breath of the ruthless is like rain against a wall,
⁵ like heat in a dry land. You subdue the uproar of foreigners. As the shade of a cloud cools the heat, so the song of the ruthless is silenced.
⁶ On this mountain the LORD of Hosts will prepare a lavish banquet for all the peoples, a feast of aged wine, of choice meat, of finely aged wine.
⁷ On this mountain He will swallow up the shroud that enfolds all peoples, the sheet that covers all nations;
⁸ He will swallow up death forever.1 The Lord GOD will wipe away the tears from every face 2 and remove the disgrace of His people from the whole earth. For the LORD has spoken.
⁹ And in that day it will be said, “Surely this is our God; we have waited for Him, and He has saved us. This is the LORD for whom we have waited. Let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation.”
¹⁰ For the hand of the LORD will rest on this mountain. But Moab will be trampled in his place as straw is trodden into the dung pile.
¹¹ He will spread out his hands within it, as a swimmer spreads his arms to swim. His pride will be brought low, despite 3 the skill of his hands.
¹² The high-walled fortress will be brought down, cast to the ground, into the dust.