Isaiah 25

₁You, LORD, are my God!

I will praise you

for doing the wonderful things

you had planned and promised

since ancient times.

₂You have destroyed the fortress

of our enemies,

leaving their city in ruins.

Nothing in that foreign city

will ever be rebuilt.

₃Now strong and cruel nations

will fear and honour you.

₄You have been a place of safety

for the poor and needy

in times of trouble.

Brutal enemies pounded us

like a heavy rain

or the heat of the sun at midday,

but you were our shelter.

₅Those wild foreigners struck

like scorching desert heat.

But you were like a cloud,

protecting us from the sun.

You kept our enemies from singing

songs of victory.

₆On this mountain

the LORD All-Powerful

will prepare for all nations

a feast of the finest foods.

Choice wines and the best meats

will be served.

₇Here the LORD will strip away

the burial clothes

that cover the nations.

₈The LORD All-Powerful

will destroy the power of death

and wipe away all tears.

No longer will his people

be insulted everywhere.

The LORD has spoken!

₉At that time, people will say,

“The LORD has saved us!

Let's celebrate.

We waited and hoped—

now our God is here.”

₁₀The powerful arm of the LORD

will protect this mountain.

The Moabites will be put down

and trampled on like straw

in a pit of manure.

₁₁They will struggle to get out,

but God will humiliate them

no matter how hard they try.

₁₂The walls of their fortresses

will be knocked down

and scattered in the dust.