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But, your iniquities, have become separators betwixt you and your God, And your sins, have caused a biding of face from you that he should-not hear.

For this cause, hath justice removed far from us, And righteousness overtaketh us not, - We wait for light, But lo! darkness, For brightness, In thick darkness, we walk:

For lo! darkness, covereth the earth, And, deep gloom the peoples, - But, on thee, beameth Yahweh, And, his glory, on thee is seen.

So shall the sons of the foreigner, build thy walls, And their kings, shall wait upon thee, - For in my vexation, I smote thee, But in my favour, have I had compassion upon thee.

Violence, shall no more be heard, in thy land, Wasting nor destruction within thy boundaries, - But thou shalt call Thy walls, Victory, and Thy gates, Praise.

Thou shalt no more have the sun, for light by day, neither for brightness, shall the moon, give light unto thee, - But Yahweh shall become thine age-abiding light, And thy God thine adorning:

But, ye, the priests of Yahweh, shall be called, The attendants of our God, shall ye be named, - The riches of the nations, shall ye eat, And in their glory, shall ye boast yourselves.

Thou shalt he termed no longer - Forsaken Nor shall thy land be termed any longer A desolation, But, thou, shalt be called Hephzibah, And, thy land, Beulah, - For Yahweh hath found delight in thee, And thy land, shall be married.

But they who have garnered it, shall eat it, and praise Yahweh, - And they who have gathered in its clusters, shall drink it in my holy courts.

But, they, rebelled, and grieved his Holy Spirit, - And so he turned against them as an enemy, he himself, fought against them.

But we have become as one unclean all of us, And, as a garment polluted, were all our righteous doings, - And so we faded like a leaf all of us, And, our iniquity, as a wind, carried us away;

But, now, O Yahweh, our father, thou art, - We are the clay, and, thou, art our potter, Yea the work of thy hand, are we all:

Lo! it is written before me, - I will not keep silence, But I have recompensed, and will recompense into their bosom:

But, ye are they - Who forsake Yahweh Who forget my holy mountain - Who prepare, for Fortune, a table and Who fill for Destiny, mixed wine;

Therefore will I destine you to the sword, And, ye all, to the slaughter, shall bow down. Because I called and ye answered not, I spake, and ye hearkened not, - But did that which was wicked in mine eyes, And o that wherein I delighted not, ye made choice,

Therefore, Thus, saith My Lord, Yahweh, - Lo! my servants, shall eat but, ye, shall be famished, Lo! my servants, shall drink but, ye shall be thirsty, - Lo! my servants, shall rejoice but ye, shall turn pale;

Lo! my servants, shall shout in triumph for mirth of heart But, ye, shall make outcry, for pain of heart, And for a breaking of spirit, shall ye howl.

But joy ye and exult, perpetually, in what I am about to create, - For, behold me! Creating Jerusalem an exultation and Her People a joy;

There shall be thenceforward, no more, A suckling of a few days, or an elder Who filleth not up his days, - But, a youth a hundred years old, may die, Yea a sinner a hundred years old, shall he accursed,

The wolf and the lamb, shall feed, in unity, And, the lion, as an ox, shall eat straw; But as for the serpent, dust, shall be his food: They shall not harm - Nor shall they destroy, In all my holy mountain, saith Yahweh.