CHAPTER 25
1LORD, You are my God,
I shall exalt You, acclaim Your name.
For You have performed wondrous counsel,
steadfast faithfulness from times long past.
2For You turned a town into rubble,
a fortified city to ruins,
the arrogants’ citadel, from a town,
it will never be built again.
3Therefore a fierce people does You honor,
a city of cruel nations reveres You.
4For Your people a stronghold for the poor one,
a stronghold for the needy when in straits,
a shelter from the downpour, a shade from the heat.
For the spirit of the cruel is like a downpour on walls,
like heat in the desert.
5The arrogants’ uproar You subdued,
the heat, with the shade of a cloud.
The chant of the cruel ones He answered.
6And the LORD shall prepare a banquet for all the peoples on this mountain, a banquet of rich food, a banquet of well-aged wines, rich food with marrow, well-aged wines fine strained. 7And He shall swallow up on this mountain the veil that covers all the peoples and the mantle cast over all the nations. 8He shall swallow up death forever, and the Master LORD shall wipe the tears from every face, and His people’s disgrace He shall take off from all the earth, for the LORD has spoken. 9And it shall be said on that day:
Look, this is our God
in Whom we hoped, and He rescued us,
This is our own God in Whom we hoped,
Let us exult and rejoice in His rescue.
10For the LORD’s hand shall rest on this mountain,
and Moab shall be threshed beneath Him
as straw is threshed in a cesspool.
11And he shall spread his arms within it
as the swimmer spreads his arms to swim
and his pride shall be brought low
12The towering fortress of their walls He shall bring down,
bring it low, level it with the ground.