1 An oracle about Babylon, which Isaiah, Amoz’s son, saw.
2 On a bare mountain raise a signal;cry aloud to them;wave a hand;let them enter the officials’ gates.
3 I have commanded my holy ones;I have called my warriors,my proud, jubilant ones,to execute my wrath.
4 Listen! A roar on the mountains like that of a great crowd.Listen! An uproar of kingdoms,of nations coming together.The Lord of heavenly forces is mustering an army for battle.
5 They are coming from a distant land,from the faraway heavens,the Lord and the instruments of his fury, to destroy the whole land.
6 Wail, for the day of the Lord is near.Like destruction from the Almighty it will come.
7 Then all hands will fall limp;every human heart will melt,