Isaiah 16

end forth, O Lord, the lamb, the ruler of the earth, from Petra of the desert, to the mount of the daughter of Sion. 2 And it shall come to pass, that as a bird fleeing away, and as young ones flying out of the nest, so shall the daughters of Moab be in the passage of Arnon. 3 Take counsel, gather a council: make your shadow as the night in the midday: hide them that flee, and betray not them that wander about. 4 My fugitives shall dwell with you: O Moab, be a covert to them from the face of the destroyer: for the dust is at an end, the wretch is consumed: he has failed, that trod the earth under foot. 5 And a throne shall be prepared in mercy, and one shall sit upon it in truth in the tabernacle of David, judging and seeking judgment and quickly rendering that which is just. 6 We have heard of the pride of Moab, he is exceeding proud: his pride and his arrogancy, and his indignation is more than his strength. 7 Therefore shall Moab howl to Moab, every one shall howl: to them that rejoice upon the brick walls, tell their stripes. 8 For the suburbs of Hesebon are desolate, and the lords of the nations have destroyed the vineyard of Sabama: the branches thereof have reached even to Jazer: they have wandered in the wilderness, the branches thereof are left, they have gone over the sea. 9 Therefore I will lament with the weeping of Jazer the vineyard of Sabama: I will water you with my tears, O Hesebon, and Eleale: for the voice of the treaders has rushed in upon your vintage, and upon your harvest. 10 And gladness and joy shall be taken away from Carmel, and there shall be no rejoicing nor shouting in the vineyards. He shall not tread out wine in the press that was wont to tread it out: the voice of the treaders I have taken away. 11 Wherefore my bowels shall sound like a harp for Moab, and my inward parts for the brick wall. 12 And it shall come to pass, when it is seen that Moab is wearied on his high places, that he shall go in to his sanctuaries to pray, and shall not prevail.