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Concerning Cush

18 Doom to the land of winged ships,
        beyond the rivers of Cush
    that sends messengers by sea,
        reed vessels on the water.
Go, swift messengers,
    to a nation tall and clean-shaven,
    to a people feared near and far,
    a nation barbaric and oppressive,
    whose land the rivers divide.

All you who inhabit the world,
        who live on earth,
    when a signal is raised on the mountains, you will see!
        When the trumpet blasts, you will hear!
The Lord said to me:
    I will quietly watch from my own place,
    like the shimmering heat of sunshine,
    like a cloud’s shade in the harvest heat.
Before the harvest, when the bloom is finished, when the blossom is becoming
a ripening fruit,
    God will cut the shoots with a pruning knife,
    and lop off the spreading branches.
    They will all be left to the mountain birds
        and to the beasts of the land.
    The birds will eat them in summer,
    all the beasts of the land in winter.

At that time, gifts will be brought to the Lord of heavenly forces
    from a tall and clean-shaven people
    and from a people feared near and far,
    a nation barbaric and oppressive,
    whose land the rivers divide,
        to the place of the name of the Lord of heavenly forces,
        to Mount Zion.

18 Woe to the land shadowing with wings, which is beyond the rivers of Ethiopia:

That sendeth ambassadors by the sea, even in vessels of bulrushes upon the waters, saying, Go, ye swift messengers, to a nation scattered and peeled, to a people terrible from their beginning hitherto; a nation meted out and trodden down, whose land the rivers have spoiled!

All ye inhabitants of the world, and dwellers on the earth, see ye, when he lifteth up an ensign on the mountains; and when he bloweth a trumpet, hear ye.

For so the Lord said unto me, I will take my rest, and I will consider in my dwelling place like a clear heat upon herbs, and like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.

For afore the harvest, when the bud is perfect, and the sour grape is ripening in the flower, he shall both cut off the sprigs with pruning hooks, and take away and cut down the branches.

They shall be left together unto the fowls of the mountains, and to the beasts of the earth: and the fowls shall summer upon them, and all the beasts of the earth shall winter upon them.

In that time shall the present be brought unto the Lord of hosts of a people scattered and peeled, and from a people terrible from their beginning hitherto; a nation meted out and trodden under foot, whose land the rivers have spoiled, to the place of the name of the Lord of hosts, the mount Zion.