17 Your eyes will see the King in His beauty;(A)
you will see a vast land.(B)
18 Your mind will meditate on the past terror:
“Where is the accountant?[a]
Where is the tribute collector?[b]
Where is the one who spied out our defenses?”[c]
19 You will no longer see the barbarians,
a people whose speech is difficult to comprehend—
who stammer in a language that is not understood.(C)
20 Look at Zion, the city of our festival times.
Your eyes will see Jerusalem,
a peaceful pasture,(D) a tent that does not wander;
its tent pegs will not be pulled up
nor will any of its cords be loosened.(E)
21 For the majestic One, our Lord, will be there,(F)
a place of rivers and broad streams
where ships that are rowed will not go,
and majestic vessels will not pass.(G)
22 For the Lord is our Judge,
the Lord is our lawgiver,(H)
the Lord is our King.
He will save us.(I)
23 Your ropes are slack;
they cannot hold the base of the mast
or spread out the flag.
Then abundant spoil will be divided,
the lame will plunder it,
24 and none there will say, “I am sick.”
The people who dwell there
will be forgiven(J) their iniquity.(K)

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Notas al pie

  1. Isaiah 33:18 Lit counter
  2. Isaiah 33:18 Lit weigher
  3. Isaiah 33:18 Lit who counts towers

17 When you gaze upon a king in his glamour
    and look at the surrounding land,
18     in dismay you will think:
    Where is the one who counts?
    Where is the one who weighs?
    Where is the one who counts towers?
19 You will no longer see the defiant people,
    the people of speech too obscure to understand,
    who stammer in an incomprehensible language.
20 Gaze upon Zion, our festival town.
    Your eyes will see Jerusalem,
    a carefree dwelling,
    a tent that is not packed up,
    whose stakes are never pulled up,
    whose ropes won’t snap.
21 The Lord’s majesty will be there for us:
    as a place of rivers, broad streams
    where no boat will go,
    no majestic ship will cross.
22 The Lord is our judge;
    the Lord is our leader;
    the Lord is our king—
    he will deliver us.
23 Your ropes are loosened;
    they can’t hold the mast firmly;
    they can’t spread the sail.
Then abundant spoil will be divided;
    even the lame will seize spoil.
24 And no inhabitant will say, “I’m sick.”
    The people living there will be forgiven their sin.

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