Isaiah 25
1 LORD, you are my God; I exalt you and praise your name, for you have done wonders: plans made long ago, with faithfulness and steadfastness.
2 For you have made the city a heap of stones, the fortified city a ruin; the palace of foreigners is no longer a city, and it will never be rebuilt.
3 Therefore a strong people honors you; the city of tyrannical nations fears you.
4 For you have been a stronghold for the poor, a stronghold for the needy in their distress, a shelter from the storm, a shade from the heat; for the breath of tyrants is like a storm against a wall.
5 Like heat in a dry land, you stifle the uproar of foreigners; as heat is stilled by a cloud’s shade, so the song of tyrants falls silent.
6 The LORD of Armies will prepare on this mountain, for all peoples, a feast of rich food, a feast of aged wines: rich, marrow-filled food, aged wines well refined.
7 On this mountain he will destroy the veil that covers all peoples, the covering spread over all nations.
8 He has swallowed up death forever. The Lord GOD will wipe away the tears from every face and remove his people’s disgrace from all the earth, for the LORD has spoken.
9 On that day it will be said: “Look, this is our God; we waited for him, and he saved us. This is the LORD; we waited for him. 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 where it lies, as straw is trampled in a dung heap.
11 He will spread out his hands in its midst, as a swimmer spreads them out to swim; but the LORD will bring down his pride, despite the skillful movements of his hands.
12 He brought down the towering fortress of your walls; he laid it low, threw it to the ground, down to the dust.
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