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a poem from isaiah 13

17 March 2013
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the fall of babylon – part one

the almighty LORD is mustering an army for battle.
he has summoned his mighty warriors
and commanded his consecrated ones.
they come from the end of heaven –
the LORD and the weapons of his indignation,
to destroy the whole nation.

all hands will be feeble,
every human heart will melt,
and they shall be afraid.

behold, the day of the LORD cometh, cruel
both with wrath and fierce anger,
to lay the nation desolate
and to destroy its sinners from it.

the sun, the moon, and the stars will fail to give light,
and the heavens will be shaken.

God will punish the world for its evil,
and the wicked for their iniquity.
God will put an end to the pomp of the arrogant,
and lay low the haughtiness of the terrible.

and Babylon, the glory of kingdoms,

‘all these i will give you,
if you will fall down and worship me.’

shall be as Sodom & Gomorrah when God overthrew them.

no one shall ever dwell there, except
the wild beasts of the desert, howling, and
the wild beasts of the islands, crying.
their pleasant palaces are desolate houses,
a haunt for unclean spirits.
Babylon’s time is near – her days are numbered.

 

the fall of babylon – part two

the almighty LORD gathered an army for battle.
he summoned his mighty warriors
and commanded his consecrated ones.
they came from the end of heaven –
the LORD and the weapons of his indignation,
to destroy the whole nation.

human hands were feeble,
the heart of mortal man did melt,
and he was afraid.

behold, the day of the LORD came, cruel
both with wrath and fierce anger,
to lay the nation desolate
and to destroy the sin from it.

the sun, the moon, and the stars failed to give light,
and the heavens were shaken.

God punished him for the world’s evil,
his Son for the wicked’s iniquity.
God put an end to the pomp of the arrogant,
and lay low the haughtiness of the terrible.

and Babylon, the glory of kingdoms,

“be gone, satan!”

is as Sodom and Gomorrah when God overthrew them.

no one shall ever dwell there, except
the wild beasts of the desert, howling, and
the wild beasts of the islands, crying.
their pleasant palaces are desolate houses,
a haunt for unclean spirits.
Babylon’s time has come – her days are numbered.

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