1 The oracle of Babylon that Isaiah son of Amoz saw:
2 Raise a signal on a bare hill, lift up your voice to them; wave the hand and may they enter the gateways of the noblemen.
3 I myself I have commanded my consecrated ones, I have also summoned my mighty warriors concerning my anger, the ones who exalt over my majesty.
4 A sound, a noise is on the mountains, the likeness of many people! A sound of the roar of the kingdoms, of nations gathering! Yahweh of hosts is mustering an army for battle.
5 They are coming from a distant land, from the end of the heavens, Yahweh and the weapons of his indignation, to destroy the whole earth.
6 Wail, for the day of Yahweh is near; it will come like destruction from Shaddai!
7 Therefore all hands will grow slack, and every human heart will melt,