Isaiah 25:1-5

Amplified Bible

25 O Lord, You are my God;
I will exalt You, I will praise and give thanks to Your name;
For You have done miraculous things,
Plans formed long, long ago, [fulfilled] with perfect faithfulness.
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For You have made a city into a heap [of trash],
A fortified city into a ruin;
A palace of ^[a]foreigners is no longer a city,
It will never be rebuilt.
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Therefore a strong people will honor You;
Cities of terrible and violent nations will fear You.
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For You have been a stronghold for the helpless,
A stronghold for the poor in his distress,
A shelter from the storm, a shade from the heat;
For the breath of tyrants
Is like a rainstorm against a wall.
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Like heat in a dry land, You will subdue the noise of foreigners [rejoicing over their enemies];
Like heat in the shadow of a cloud, the song of the tyrants is ^[b]silenced.