1 Woe to the land shadowed with buzzing wings,Which is beyond the rivers of Ethiopia,
2 Which sends ambassadors by sea,Even in vessels of reed on the waters, saying,“Go, swift messengers, to a nation tall and smooth of skin,To a people terrible from their beginning onward,A nation powerful and treading down,Whose land the rivers divide.”
3 All inhabitants of the world and dwellers on the earth:When he lifts up a banner on the mountains, you see it;And when he blows a trumpet, you hear it.
4 For so the Lord said to me,“I will take My rest,And I will look from My dwelling placeLike clear heat in sunshine,Like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.”
5 For before the harvest, when the bud is perfectAnd the sour grape is ripening in the flower,He will both cut off the sprigs with pruning hooksAnd take away and cut down the branches.