Chapter 17
Isaiah · Prophet Isaiah
² abandoned forever, to [be] a fold and resting place for flocks, and there shall be none to go after them. ³ And she shall no longer be a strong place for Ephraim to flee to, and there shall no longer be a kingdom in Damascus, or a remnant of Syrians; for thou art no better than the children of Israel, [even] than their glory; thus saith the Lord of hosts. ⁴ There shall be in that day a failure of the glory of Jacob, and the riches of his glory shall be shaken. ⁵ And it shall be as if one should gather standing corn, and reap the grain of the ears; and it shall be as if one should gather ears in a rich valley; ⁶ and [as if] there should be left stubble therein, or [as it were] the berries of an olive tree, two or three on the topmost bough, or [as if] four or five should be left on their branches; thus saith the Lord, the God of Israel.
Isa 17:2-6
⁷ In that day a man shall trust in him that made him, and his eyes shall have respect to the Holy One of Israel. ⁸ And they shall not at all trust in their altars, nor in the works of their hands, which their fingers made; and they shall not look to the trees, nor to their abominations.
Isa 17:7-8
⁹ In that day thy cities shall be deserted, as the Amorites and the Hivites deserted [theirs], because of the children of Israel; and they shall be desolate. ¹⁰ Because thou hast forsaken God thy Savior, and hast not been mindful of the Lord thy helper; therefore shalt thou plant a false plant, and a false seed. ¹¹ In the day wherein thou shalt plant thou shalt be deceived; but if thou sow in the morning, [the seed] shall spring up for a crop in the day wherein thou shalt obtain an inheritance, and as a man’s father, thou shalt obtain an inheritance for thy sons.
Isa 17:9-11
¹² Woe [to] the multitude of many nations, as the swelling sea, so shall ye be confounded; and the force of many nations shall sound like water; ¹³ many nations like much water, as when much water rushes violently: and they shall drive him away, and pursue him afar, as the dust of chaff when men winnow before the wind, and as a storm whirling the dust of the wheel.
Isa 17:12-13