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25 Eternal One, You are my God.
    I will lift You up and praise Your name.
Because You have made wonders marvelous and beautiful
    the most ancient designs holding strong and sure.
Your power is awesome. You have brought down whole cities,
    turned fortresses and strongholds into piles of sticks and rubble.
A citadel of foreigners is no longer even a city.
    Those structures are gone forever.
This is why nations strong and mighty will glorify You;
    the cities of ruthless people will fear and respect You.

Because You stand up for the poor and weak,
    You comfort and empower them in their distress,
Giving them safe harbor and cool shade when it’s hot;
    You shelter them from their oppressors’ blows
As a strong wall holds back the driving rain.
You shelter from the relentless heat of the desert.
    You quiet the clamor of outsiders, ease them to stillness.
Like a full, dark cloud relieves the heat,
    You silence the arrogant song of the violent.

The Eternal, Commander of heavenly armies, is preparing a feast,
    a feast for everyone on this mystical mountain
With aged wine and good food, the finest wine and choicest meat.
And God will swallow up the oppression that weighs us down.
    He will take away the heavy shroud
    that is draped over all peoples of the world.
God will swallow up death forever.
    The Lord, the Eternal, will wipe away the tears from each and every face
And deflect the scorn and shame His people endure from the whole world,
    for the Eternal determined that it should be so.
And in that moment, at that glorious time, people will say,

People: This is our God! We put our hope in him.
        We knew that He would save us!
        This is our God, the Eternal for whom we waited.
    Let us rejoice and celebrate in His liberation.

10 For on this mountain, the powerful hand of the Eternal abides.
    He will smash and tread Moab like straw on manure.
11 And God will reach out, like a swimmer pulling water,
    and drag down their arrogance and everything that made them proud.
12 God will bring down their strongest walls, their impenetrable defenses,
    and grind them to the ground until they are only dust.

God Will Swallow Up Death Forever

25 O Lord, (A)you are my God;
    (B)I will exalt you; I will praise your name,
for you have done wonderful things,
    (C)plans formed of old, faithful and sure.
For you have made the city (D)a heap,
    the fortified city a ruin;
the foreigners' palace is a city no more;
    it will never be rebuilt.
(E)Therefore strong peoples will glorify you;
    cities of ruthless nations will fear you.
(F)For you have been a stronghold to the poor,
    a stronghold to the needy in his distress,
    (G)a shelter from the storm and a shade from the heat;
(H)for the breath of the ruthless is like a storm against a wall,
    (I)like heat in a dry place.
You subdue the noise of the foreigners;
    as heat by the shade of a cloud,
    so the song of the ruthless is put down.

(J)On this mountain the Lord of hosts will make for all peoples
    a feast of rich food, a feast of well-aged wine,
    (K)of rich food full of marrow, of aged wine well refined.
And he will swallow up (L)on this mountain
    the covering that is cast over all peoples,
    (M)the veil that is spread over all nations.
    (N)He will swallow up death forever;
and (O)the Lord God will wipe away tears from all faces,
    and (P)the reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth,
    (Q)for the Lord has spoken.
It will be said on that day,
    “Behold, this is our God; (R)we have waited for him, that he might save us.
    This is the Lord; we have waited for him;
    (S)let us be glad and rejoice in his salvation.”
10 For the hand of the Lord will rest (T)on this mountain,
    and (U)Moab shall be trampled down in his place,
    as straw is trampled down in a dunghill.[a]
11 (V)And he will spread out his hands in the midst of it
    as a swimmer spreads his hands out to swim,
    but the Lord (W)will lay low his pompous pride together with the skill[b] of his hands.
12 And the high fortifications of his walls he will bring down,
    lay low, and cast to the ground, to the dust.

Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 25:10 The Hebrew words for dunghill and for the Moabite town Madmen (Jeremiah 48:2) sound alike
  2. Isaiah 25:11 Or in spite of the skill