Isaiah 14

ki yerakhem Adonai et-ya'aqov uvakhar od beyisra'el vehinnikham al-admatam venilvah hagger alehem venispekhu al-bet ya'aqov

But GOD will pardon Jacob, and will again choose Israel, and will settle them on their own soil. And strangers shall join them and shall cleave to the House of Jacob.

uleqakhum ammim vehevi'um el-meqomam vehitnakhalum bet-yisra'el al admat Adonai la'avadim velishfakhot vehayu shovim leshovehem veradu benogesehem

For peoples shall take them and bring them to their homeland; and the House of Israel shall possess them as slaves and handmaids on GOD’s soil. They shall be captors of their captors and masters to their taskmasters.

vehayah beyom haniakh Adonai lekha me'otsbekha umirogzekha umin-ha'avodah haqqashah asher ubbad-bakh

And when GOD has given you rest from your sorrow and trouble, and from the hard service that you were made to serve,

venasata hammashal hazzeh al-melekh bavel ve'amareta ekh shavat noges shavetah madhevah

you shall recite this song of scorn over the king of Babylon: How is the taskmaster vanished, How is oppression ended!

shavar Adonai matteh resha'im shevet moshelim

GOD has broken the staff of the wicked, The rod of tyrants,

makkeh ammim be'evrah makkat bilti sarah rodeh va'af goyim murdaf beli khasakh

That smote peoples in wrath With stroke unceasing, That belabored nations in fury In relentless pursuit.

nakhah shaqetah kol-ha'arets patsekhu rinnah

All the earth is calm, untroubled; Loudly it cheers.

gam-beroshim samekhu lekha arze levanon me'az shakhavta lo-ya'aleh hakkoret alenu

Even pines rejoice at your fate, And cedars of Lebanon: “Now that you have lain down, None shall come up to fell us.”

she'ol mittakhat rogzah lekha liqrat bo'ekha orer lekha refa'im kol-attude arets heqim mikkisotam kol malkhe goyim

Sheol below was astir To greet your coming— Rousing for you the shades Of all earth’s chieftains, Raising from their thrones All the kings of nations.

kullam ya'anu veyomeru elekha gam-attah khulleta khamonu elenu nimshaleta

All speak up and say to you, “So you have been stricken as we were, You have become like us!

hurad she'ol ge'onekha hemyat nevalekha takhtekha yutsa rimmah umekhassekha tole'ah

Your pomp is brought down to Sheol, And the strains of your lutes! Worms are to be your bed, Maggots your blanket!”

ekh nafalta mishamayim helel ben-shakhar nigdata la'arets kholesh al-goyim

How are you fallen from heaven, O Shining One, son of Dawn! How are you felled to earth, O vanquisher of nations!

ve'attah amarta vilvavekha hashamayim e'eleh mimma'al lekhokheve-el arim kisi ve'eshev behar-mo'ed beyarkete tsafon

Once you thought in your heart, “I will climb to the sky; Higher than the stars of God I will set my throne. I will sit in the mount of assembly, On the summit of Zaphon:

e'eleh al-bomote av eddammeh le'elyon

I will mount the back of a cloud— I will match the Most High.”

akh el-she'ol turad el-yarkete-vor

Instead, you are brought down to Sheol, To the bottom of the Pit.

ro'ekha elekha yashgikhu elekha yitbonanu hazeh ha'ish margiz ha'arets marish mamlakhot

They who behold you stare; They peer at you closely: “Is this the man Who shook the earth, Who made realms tremble,

sam tevel kammidbar ve'arayw haras asirayw lo-fatakh bayetah

Who made the world like a waste And wrecked its towns, Who never released his prisoners to their homes?”

kol-malkhe goyim kullam shakhevu vekhavod ish beveto

All the kings of nations Were laid, every one, in honor Each in his tomb;

ve'attah hoshlakhta miqqivrekha kenetser nitav levush harugim meto'ane kharev yorede el-avne-vor kefeger muvas

While you were left lying unburied, Like loathsome carrion, Like a trampled corpse [In] the clothing of slain gashed by the sword Who sink to the very stones of the Pit.

lo-tekhad ittam biqvurah ki-artsekha shikhatta ammekha harageta lo-yiqqare le'olam zera mere'im

You shall not have a burial like them; Because you destroyed your country, Murdered your people. Let the breed of evildoers Nevermore be named!

hakhinu levanayw matbeakh ba'avon avotam bal-yaqumu veyareshu arets umale'u fene-tevel arim

Prepare a slaughtering block for his sons Because of the guilt of their father. Let them not arise to possess the earth! Then the world’s face shall be covered with towns.

veqamti alehem ne'um Adonai tseva'ot vehikhratti levavel shem ushe'ar venin vanekhed ne'um-Adonai

I will rise up against them—declares GOD of Hosts—and will wipe out from Babylon name and remnant, kith and kin—declares GOD—

vesamtiha lemorash qippod ve'agme-mayim vetetetiha bematate hashmed ne'um Adonai tseva'ot

and I will make it a home of bitterns, pools of water. I will sweep it with a broom of extermination—declares GOD of Hosts.

nishba Adonai tseva'ot lemor im-lo ka'asher dimmiti ken hayatah vekha'asher ya'atsti hi taqum

GOD of Hosts has sworn this oath: “As I have designed, so shall it happen; What I have planned, that shall come to pass:

lishbor ashur be'artsi ve'al-haray avusennu vesar me'alehem ullo vesubbolo me'al shikhmo yasur

To break Assyria in My land, To crush him on My mountain.” And his yoke shall drop off them, And his burden shall drop from their backs.

zot ha'etsah hayye'utsah al-kol-ha'arets vezot hayyad hannetuyah al-kol-haggoyim

That is the plan that is planned For all the earth; That is why an arm is poised Over all the nations.

ki-Adonai tseva'ot ya'ats umi yafer veyado hannetuyah umi yeshivennah

For GOD of Hosts has planned, Who then can foil it? It is the divine arm that is poised, And who can stay it?

bishnat-mot hammelekh akhaz hayah hammassa hazzeh

This pronouncement was made in the year that King Ahaz died:

al-tismekhi feleshet kullekh ki nishbar shevet makkekh ki-mishoresh nakhash yetse tsefa ufiryo saraf me'ofef

Rejoice not, all Philistia, Because the staff of him that beat you is broken. For from the stock of a snake there sprouts an asp, A flying seraph branches out from it.

vera'u bekhore dallim ve'evyonim lavetakh yirbatsu vehematti vara'av shorshekh ushe'eritekh yaharog

The first-born of the poor shall graze And the destitute lie down secure. I will kill your stock by famine, And it shall slay the very last of you.

helili sha'ar za'aqi-ir namog peleshet kullekh ki mitsafon ashan ba ve'en boded bemo'adayw

Howl, O gate; cry out, O city; Quake, all Philistia! For a stout one is coming from the north And there is no straggler in his ranks.

umah-yya'aneh malakhe-goy ki Adonai yissad tsiyyon uvah yekhesu aniyye ammo

And what will he answer the messengers of any nation? That Zion has been established by GOD: In it, the needy of this people shall find shelter.