Isaiah 25:1-5

Modern English Version

25 O Lord, You are my God.
    I will exalt You, I will praise Your name,
for You have done wonderful things;
    Your plans formed of old
    are faithfulness and truth.
² For You have made a city into a heap,
    a fortified city into a ruin;
a palace of strangers is a city no longer;
    it shall never be built.
³ Therefore a strong people shall glorify You;
    cities of ruthless nations shall fear You.
⁴ For You have been a defense to the poor,
    a defense to the needy in his distress,
a refuge from the storm,
    a shadow from the heat;
for the breath of the ruthless ones
    is as a storm against the wall.
⁵     You bring down the noise of strangers,
as heat in drought;
    as the heat by the shadow of a cloud,
    the song of the ruthless ones shall be brought low.