1 Sentença contra Damasco. Eis que Damasco deixará de ser cidade e será um montão de ruínas. 2 As cidades de Aroer serão abandonadas; hão de ser para os rebanhos, que aí se deitarão sem haver quem os espante. 3 A fortaleza de Efraim desaparecerá, como também o reino de Damasco e o restante da Síria; serão como a glória dos filhos de Israel, diz o Senhor dos Exércitos.

4 Naquele dia, a glória de Jacó será apoucada, e a gordura da sua carne desaparecerá. 5 Será, quando o segador ajunta a cana do trigo e com o braço sega as espigas, como quem colhe espigas, como quem colhe espigas no vale dos Refains. 6 Mas ainda ficarão alguns rabiscos, como no sacudir da oliveira; duas ou três azeitonas na ponta do ramo mais alto, e quatro ou cinco nos ramos mais exteriores de uma árvore frutífera, diz o Senhor, Deus de Israel.

7 Naquele dia, olhará o homem para o seu Criador, e os seus olhos atentarão para o Santo de Israel. 8 E não olhará para os altares, obra das suas mãos, nem atentará para o que fizeram seus dedos, nem para os postes-ídolos, nem para os altares do incenso. 9 Naquele dia, serão as suas cidades fortes como os lugares abandonados no bosque ou sobre o cimo das montanhas, os quais outrora foram abandonados ante os filhos de Israel, e haverá assolação; 10 porquanto te esqueceste do Deus da tua salvação e não te lembraste da Rocha da tua fortaleza. Ainda que faças plantações formosas e plantes mudas de fora, 11 e, no dia em que as plantares, as fizeres crescer, e na manhã seguinte as fizeres florescer, ainda assim a colheita voará no dia da tribulação e das dores incuráveis.

12 Ai do bramido dos grandes povos que bramam como bramam os mares, e do rugido das nações que rugem como rugem as impetuosas águas! 13 Rugirão as nações, como rugem as muitas águas, mas Deus as repreenderá, e fugirão para longe; serão afugentadas como a palha dos montes diante do vento e como pó levado pelo tufão. 14 Ao anoitecer, eis que há pavor, e, antes que amanheça o dia, já não existem. Este é o quinhão daqueles que nos despojam e a sorte daqueles que nos saqueiam.

1 The burden of Damascus.

Behold, Damascus is taken away from being a city, and it shall be a ruinous heap. 2 The cities of Aroer are forsaken; they shall be for flocks, which shall lie down, and none shall make them afraid. 3 And the fortress shall cease from Ephraim, and the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria; they shall be as the glory of the children of Israel, saith Jehovah of hosts.

4 And it shall come to pass in that day, that the glory of Jacob shall be made thin, and the fatness of his flesh shall wax lean. 5 And it shall be as when the harvestman gathereth the standing grain, and his arm reapeth the ears; yea, it shall be as when one gleaneth ears in the valley of Rephaim. 6 Yet there shall be left therein gleanings, as the shaking of an olive-tree, two or three berries in the top of the uppermost bough, four or five in the outmost branches of a fruitful tree, saith Jehovah, the God of Israel. 7 In that day shall men look unto their Maker, and their eyes shall have respect to the Holy One of Israel. 8 And they shall not look to the altars, the work of their hands; neither shall they have respect to that which their fingers have made, either the Asherim, or the sun-images. 9 In that day shall their strong cities be as the forsaken places in the wood and on the mountain top, which were forsaken from before the children of Israel; and it shall be a desolation. 10 For thou hast forgotten the God of thy salvation, and hast not been mindful of the rock of thy strength; therefore thou plantest pleasant plants, and settest it with strange slips. 11 In the day of thy planting thou hedgest it in, and in the morning thou makest thy seed to blossom; but the harvest fleeth away in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.

12 Ah, the uproar of many peoples, that roar like the roaring of the seas; and the rushing of nations, that rush like the rushing of mighty waters! 13 The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters: but he shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like the whirling dust before the storm. 14 At eventide, behold, terror; and before the morning they are not. This is the portion of them that despoil us, and the lot of them that rob us.

1 A prophecy against Damascus: "See, Damascus will no longer be a city but will become a heap of ruins.

2 The cities of Aroer will be deserted and left to flocks, which will lie down, with no one to make them afraid.

3 The fortified city will disappear from Ephraim, and royal power from Damascus; the remnant of Aram will be like the glory of the Israelites," declares the LORD Almighty.

4 "In that day the glory of Jacob will fade; the fat of his body will waste away.

5 It will be as when reapers harvest the standing grain, gathering the grain in their arms — as when someone gleans heads of grain in the Valley of Rephaim.

6 Yet some gleanings will remain, as when an olive tree is beaten, leaving two or three olives on the topmost branches, four or five on the fruitful boughs," declares the LORD, the God of Israel.

7 In that day people will look to their Maker and turn their eyes to the Holy One of Israel.

8 They will not look to the altars, the work of their hands, and they will have no regard for the Asherah poles "and the incense altars their fingers have made.

9 In that day their strong cities, which they left because of the Israelites, will be like places abandoned to thickets and undergrowth. And all will be desolation.

10 You have forgotten God your Savior; you have not remembered the Rock, your fortress. Therefore, though you set out the finest plants and plant imported vines,

11 though on the day you set them out, you make them grow, and on the morning when you plant them, you bring them to bud, yet the harvest will be as nothing in the day of disease and incurable pain.

12 Woe to the many nations that rage — they rage like the raging sea! Woe to the peoples who roar — they roar like the roaring of great waters!

13 Although the peoples roar like the roar of surging waters, when he rebukes them they flee far away, driven before the wind like chaff on the hills, like tumbleweed before a gale.

14 In the evening, sudden terror! Before the morning, they are gone! This is the portion of those who loot us, the lot of those who plunder us.