until I come and take you to a land just like your own – a land of grain and new wine, a land of bread and vineyards.

The earth is broken in pieces, the earth is ripped to shreds, the earth shakes violently.

He will treat the poor fairly, and make right decisions for the downtrodden of the earth. He will strike the earth with the rod of his mouth, and order the wicked to be executed.

So a treaty curse devours the earth; its inhabitants pay for their guilt. This is why the inhabitants of the earth disappear, and are reduced to just a handful of people.

The land of buzzing wings is as good as dead, the one beyond the rivers of Cush,

You will see a king in his splendor; you will see a wide land.

He is the one who reduces rulers to nothing; he makes the earth’s leaders insignificant.

You will be broken, O nations; you will be shattered! Pay attention, all you distant lands of the earth! Get ready for battle, and you will be shattered! Get ready for battle, and you will be shattered!

When one looks out over the land, he sees distress and darkness, gloom and anxiety, darkness and people forced from the land.

Send rams as tribute to the ruler of the land, from Sela in the desert to the hill of Daughter Zion.

All you who live in the world, who reside on the earth, you will see a signal flag raised on the mountains; you will hear a trumpet being blown.

At that time there will be an altar for the Lord in the middle of the land of Egypt, as well as a sacred pillar dedicated to the Lord at its border.

Bring out some water for the thirsty. You who live in the land of Tema, bring some food for the fugitives.

Who planned this for royal Tyre, whose merchants are princes, whose traders are the dignitaries of the earth?

The Lord who commands armies planned it – to dishonor the pride that comes from all her beauty, to humiliate all the dignitaries of the earth.

You have made the nation larger, O Lord, you have made the nation larger and revealed your splendor, you have extended all the borders of the land.

The land dries up and withers away; the forest of Lebanon shrivels up and decays. Sharon is like the desert; Bashan and Carmel are parched.

Turn to me so you can be delivered, all you who live in the earth’s remote regions! For I am God, and I have no peer.

Yes, my hand founded the earth; my right hand spread out the sky. I summon them; they stand together.

All of your people will be godly; they will possess the land permanently. I will plant them like a shoot; they will be the product of my labor, through whom I reveal my splendor.