All the nations are insignificant before him; they are regarded as absolutely nothing.

Stop trusting in human beings, whose life’s breath is in their nostrils. For why should they be given special consideration?

Their arrows are sharpened, and all their bows are prepared. The hooves of their horses are hard as flint, and their chariot wheels are like a windstorm.

In just a very short time Lebanon will turn into an orchard, and the orchard will be considered a forest.

This desolation will continue until new life is poured out on us from heaven. Then the desert will become an orchard and the orchard will be considered a forest.

Highways are empty, there are no travelers. Treaties are broken, witnesses are despised, human life is treated with disrespect.

Look, the nations are like a drop in a bucket; they are regarded as dust on the scales. He lifts the coastlands as if they were dust.

But he lifted up our illnesses, he carried our pain; even though we thought he was being punished, attacked by God, and afflicted for something he had done.

But he does not agree with this, his mind does not reason this way, for his goal is to destroy, and to eliminate many nations.

Look, I am stirring up the Medes to attack them; they are not concerned about silver, nor are they interested in gold.

Your thinking is perverse! Should the potter be regarded as clay? Should the thing made say about its maker, “He didn’t make me”? Or should the pottery say about the potter, “He doesn’t understand”?

He was despised and rejected by people, one who experienced pain and was acquainted with illness; people hid their faces from him; he was despised, and we considered him insignificant.