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CHAPTER 21

1A portent concerning the Desert of the Sea.

                 As storms sweep the Negeb

                     from the desert he comes, from a fearsome land.

                 2A harsh vision has been told me:

                     the traitor betrays, the despoiler despoils.

                 Go up, Elam, lay siege, Media,

                     all her groaning I have ended.

                 3Therefore my loins are filled with shuddering.

                     Pangs have siezed me, like birth pangs.

                 I am too contorted to hear,

                     too dismayed to see.

                 4My heart has gone astray,

                     spasms dismay me.

                 My evening of revels

                     has turned to terror.

                 5From “lay the table” to “let the watchman watch,”

                     from “eat and drink” to “rise, commander, burnish shield with oil.”

                 6For thus said the Master to me:

                 Go, post a watchman

                     who will see and tell.

                 7And he shall see a rider,

                     a pair of horsemen,

                 a rider on a donkey,

                     a rider on a camel.

                 And he shall listen intently,

                     with great intentness.

                 8And the seer shall call out:

                 “On the Master’s lookout

                     I stand perpetually by day

                         and on my watch I am stationed all through the nights.

                 9And look, it is coming—

                     a man riding, a pair of horsemen.”

                 And He answered and said:

                     “Babylon surely has fallen

                         and all its gods’ idols He has dashed to the ground.

                 10My threshing and what falls on the granary floor!”

What I heard from the LORD of Armies, the God of Israel, I have told you.

                 11A portent concerning Dumah.

                 To me someone calls from Seir:

                     “Watchman, what of the night,

                         watchman, what of the night?”

                 12The watchman said: “The morning comes,

                     and night as well.

                 If you would ask, do ask,

                     turn back, come.”

                 13A portent in Arabia.

                 In the scrubland, in Arabia,

                     you lodge, Dedonite caravans.

                 14To meet the thirsty

                     bring water.

                 The dwellers of the land of Tema

                     greet the fugitives with bread.

                 15For they are fugitives before the sword,

                     before the drawn sword

                 and before the bent bow

                     and before the crush of war.

16For thus did the Master say to me: “In another year, like the year of a hired worker, Kedar’s glory shall be gone. 17And the remnant of the number of Kedar’s warrior bowmen shall dwindle, for the LORD God of Israel has spoken.”