XVIII. 1 Ah, land of the rustling of wings, whichart beyond the rivers of Cush !
2 That sendest envoys on the sea, and in vessels of papyrus on the face of the waters: Go, ye swift messengers, to a nation tall and polished, to a people terrible since it was and onward, a nation of line, line, and treading down, whose land the rivers divide.
3 All ye inhabitants of the world, and dwellers on the earth, when a standard is lifted up on (the) mountains, see ye: and when a trumpet is blown, hear ye.
4 For so the Lord said unto me: I will be quiet, and I will behold in my dwelling place, while there is clear heat upon the light, a mist-cloud in the heat of harvest.
5 For afore the harvest, when the blossom is over, and the flower becometh a ripening grape-bunch, he shall cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks, and remove and cut down the branches.
6 They shall be left together unto the bird of prey of the mountains, and to the beasts of the earth; and the bird-of prey shall summer upon it, and all the beasts of the earth shall winter upon it.
7 In that time shall a present be brought unto the Lord of Hosts, a people tall and polished, and from a people terrible since it was and onward: a nation of line, line, and treading down, whose land the rivers divide: unto the place of the name of the Lord of Hosts, mount Zion.
Isaias. . ed. Richard Rusden Ottley. Germany. 2016.
Sponsored by University of Leipzig.
Funding provided by European Social Fund Saxony.