1 The oracle concerning Babylon which Isaiah the son of Amoz saw.
2 On a bare hill raise a signal;cry aloud to them;wave the hand for them to enterthe gates of the nobles.
3 I myself have commanded my consecrated ones,and have summoned my mighty men to execute my anger,my proudly exulting ones.
4 The sound of a tumult is on the mountainsas of a great multitude!The sound of an uproar of kingdoms,of nations gathering together! The Lord of hosts is musteringa host for battle.
5 They come from a distant land,from the end of the heavens,the Lord and the weapons of his indignation,to destroy the whole land.
6 Wail, for the day of the Lord is near;as destruction from the Almighty it will come!
7 Therefore all hands will be feeble,and every human heart will melt.