25 To break the Assyrian in my landand trample him on my mountains;Then his yoke shall be removed from them,and his burden from their shoulder.
26 This is the plan proposed for the whole earth,and this the hand outstretched over all the nations.
27 The Lord of hosts has planned;who can thwart him?His hand is stretched out;who can turn it back?
28 In the year that King Ahaz died, there came this oracle:
29 Do not rejoice, Philistia, not one of you,that the rod which struck you is broken;For out of the serpent’s root shall come an adder,its offspring shall be a flying saraph.
30 In my pastures the poor shall graze,and the needy lie down in safety;But I will kill your root with faminethat shall slay even your remnant.
31 Howl, O gate; cry out, O city!Philistia, all of you melts away!For there comes a smoke from the north,without a straggler in its ranks.