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The Prophecy
of Isaias 14
Her time is near at hand, and her days shall not be
prolonged. For the Lord will have mercy on Jacob, and
will yet choose out of Israel, and will make them rest
upon their own ground: and the stranger shall be joined
with them, and shall adhere to the house of Jacob.
And the people shall take them, and bring them into
their place: and the house of Israel shall possess them
in the land of the Lord for servants and handmaids:
and they shall make them captives that had taken them,
and shall subdue their oppressors.
And it shall come to pass in that day, that when God
shall give thee rest from thy labour, and from thy vexation,
and from the hard bondage, wherewith thou didst serve
before,
Thou shalt take up this parable against the king of
Babylon, and shalt say: How is the oppressor come to
nothing, the tribute hath ceased?
The Lord hath broken the staff of the wicked, the rod
of the rulers,
That struck the people in wrath with an incurable wound,
that brought nations under in fury, that persecuted
in a cruel manner.
The whole earth is quiet and still, it is glad and hath
rejoiced.
The fir trees also have rejoiced over thee, and the
cedars of Libanus, saying: Since thou hast slept, there
hath none come up to cut us down.
Hell below was in an uproar to meet thee at thy coming,
it stirred up the giants for thee. All the princes of
the earth are risen up from their thrones, all the princes
of nations.
All shall answer, and say to thee: Thou also art wounded
as well as we, thou art become like unto us.
11Thy pride is brought down to hell, thy carcass is
fallen down: under thee shall the moth be strewed, and
worms shall be thy covering.
How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, who didst
rise in the morning? how art thou fallen to the earth,
that didst wound the nations?
And thou saidst in thy heart: I will ascend into heaven,
I will exalt my throne above the stars of God, I will
sit in the mountain of the covenant, in the sides of
the north.
I will ascend above the height of the clouds, I will
be like the most High.
But yet thou shalt be brought down to hell, into the
depth of the pit.
They that shall see thee, shall turn toward thee, and
behold thee. Is this the man that troubled the earth,
that shook kingdoms,
That made the world a wilderness, and destroyed the
cities thereof, that opened not the prison to his prisoners?
All the kings of the nations have all of them slept
in glory, every one in his own house.
But thou art cast out of thy grave, as an unprofitable
branch defiled, and wrapped up among them that were
slain by the sword, and art gone down to the bottom
of the pit, as a rotten carcass.
Thou shalt not keep company with them, even in burial:
for thou hast destroyed thy land, thou hast slain thy
people: the seed of the wicked shall not be named for
ever.
Prepare his children for slaughter for the iniquity
of their fathers: they shall not rise up, nor inherit
the land, nor fill the face of the world with cities.
And I will rise up against them, saith the Lord of hosts:
and I will destroy the name of Babylon, and the remains,
and the bud, and the offspring, saith the Lord.
And I will make it a possession for the ericius and
pools of waters, and I will sweep it and wear it out
with a besom, saith the Lord of hosts.
The Lord of hosts hath sworn, saying: Surely as I have
thought, so shall it be: and as I have purposed,
So shall it fall out: That I will destroy the Assyrian
in my land, and upon my mountains tread him under foot:
and his yoke shall be taken away from them, and his
burden shall be taken off their shoulder.
This is the counsel, that I have purposed upon all the
earth, and this is the hand that is stretched out upon
all nations.
For the Lord of hosts hath decreed, and who can disannul
it? and his hand is stretched out: and who shall turn
it away?
In the year that king Achaz died, was this burden:
Rejoice not thou, whole Philistia, that the rod of him
that struck thee is broken in pieces: for out of the
root of the serpent shall come forth a basilisk, and
his seed shall swallow the bird.
And the firstborn of the poor shall be fed, and the
poor shall rest with confidence: and I will make thy
root perish with famine, and I will kill thy remnant.
Howl, O gate; cry, O city: all Philistia is thrown down:
for a smoke shall come from the north, and there is
none that shall escape his troop.
And what shall be answered to the messengers of the
nations? That the Lord hath founded Sion, and the poor
of his people shall hope in him. |
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