Isaiah 17 — Side by side (WEB, ASV, YLT)

1The burden of Damascus. Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap.

1The burden of Damascus. Lo, Damascus is taken away from <FI>being<Fi> a city, And it hath been a heap--a ruin.

2The cities of Aroer are forsaken; they shall be for flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid.

2Forsaken are the cities of Aroer, For droves they are, and they have lain down, And there is none troubling.

3And the fortress shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria; they shall be as the glory of the children of Israel, saith Jehovah of hosts.

3And ceased hath the fortress from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, And the remnant of Aram are as the honour of the sons of Israel, The affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts!

4And it shall come to pass in that day, that the glory of Jacob shall be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh shall wax lean.

4And it hath come to pass, in that day, Wax poor doth the honour of Jacob, And the fatness of his flesh doth wax lean.

5And it shall be as when the harvestman gathereth the standing grain, and his arm reapeth the ears; yea, it shall be as when one gleaneth ears in the valley of Rephaim.

5And it hath come to pass, As the gathering by the reaper of the standing corn, And his arm the ears reapeth, And it hath come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the valley of Rephaim,

6Yet there shall be left therein gleanings, as the shaking of an olive-tree, two or three berries in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outmost branches of a fruitful tree, saith Jehovah, the God of Israel.

6And left in him have been gleanings, As the compassing of an olive, Two--three berries on the top of a branch, Four--five on the fruitful boughs, The affirmation of Jehovah, God of Israel!

7In that day shall men look unto their Maker, and their eyes shall have respect to the Holy One of Israel.

7In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,

8And they shall not look to the altars, the work of their hands; neither shall they have respect to that which their fingers have made, either the Asherim, or the sun-images.

8And he looketh not unto the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made He seeth not--the shrines and the images.

9In that day shall their strong cities be as the forsaken places in the wood and on the mountain top, which were forsaken from before the children of Israel; and it shall be a desolation.

9In that day are the cities of his strength As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It also hath been a desolation.

10For thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, and hast not been mindful of the rock of thy strength; therefore thou plantest pleasant plants, and settest it with strange slips.

10Because thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, And the rock of thy strength hast not remembered, Therefore thou plantest plants of pleasantness, And with a strange slip sowest it,

11In the day of thy planting thou hedgest it in, and in the morning thou makest thy seed to blossom; but the harvest fleeth away in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.

11In the day thy plant thou causest to become great, And in the morning thy seed makest to flourish, A heap <FI>is<Fi> the harvest in a day of overflowing, And of mortal pain.

12Ah, the uproar of many peoples, that roar like the roaring of the seas; and the rushing of nations, that rush like the rushing of mighty waters!

12Woe <FI>to<Fi> the multitude of many peoples, As the sounding of seas they sound; And <FI>to<Fi> the wasting of nations, As the wasting of mighty waters they are wasted.

13The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters: but he shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm.

13Nations as the wasting of many waters are wasted, And He hath pushed against it, And it hath fled afar off, And been pursued as chaff of hills before wind, And as a rolling thing before a hurricane.

14At eventide, behold, terror; and before the morning they are not. This is the portion of them that despoil us, and the lot of them that rob us.

14At even-time, lo, terror, before morning it is not, This <FI>is<Fi> the portion of our spoilers, And the lot of our plunderers!