Isaías 13

1 A prophecy against Babylon that Isaiah son of Amoz saw:

2 Raise a banner on a bare hilltop, ¶ shout to them; ¶ beckon to them ¶ to enter the gates of the nobles.

3 I have commanded those I prepared for battle; I have summoned my warriors to carry out my wrath — ¶ those who rejoice in my triumph.

4 Listen, a noise on the mountains, ¶ like that of a great multitude! ¶ Listen, an uproar among the kingdoms, ¶ like nations massing together! ¶ The LORD Almighty is mustering ¶ an army for war.

5 They come from faraway lands, from the ends of the heavens — ¶ the LORD and the weapons of his wrath — ¶ to destroy the whole country.

6 Wail, for the day of the LORD is near; ¶ it will come like destruction from the Almighty. [^1]

7 Because of this, all hands will go limp, every heart will melt with fear.

8 Terror will seize them, pain and anguish will grip them; ¶ they will writhe like a woman in labor. ¶ They will look aghast at each other, ¶ their faces aflame.

9 See, the day of the LORD is coming ¶ —a cruel day, with wrath and fierce anger — ¶ to make the land desolate ¶ and destroy the sinners within it.

10 The stars of heaven and their constellations will not show their light. ¶ The rising sun will be darkened ¶ and the moon will not give its light.

11 I will punish the world for its evil, the wicked for their sins. ¶ I will put an end to the arrogance of the haughty ¶ and will humble the pride of the ruthless.

12 I will make people scarcer than pure gold, more rare than the gold of Ophir.

13 Therefore I will make the heavens tremble; and the earth will shake from its place ¶ at the wrath of the LORD Almighty, ¶ in the day of his burning anger.

14 Like a hunted gazelle, ¶ like sheep without a shepherd, ¶ they will all return to their own people, ¶ they will flee to their native land.

15 Whoever is captured will be thrust through; all who are caught will fall by the sword.

16 Their infants will be dashed to pieces before their eyes; their houses will be looted and their wives violated.

17 See, I will stir up against them the Medes, ¶ who do not care for silver ¶ and have no delight in gold.

18 Their bows will strike down the young men; they will have no mercy on infants, ¶ nor will they look with compassion on children.

19 Babylon, the jewel of kingdoms, the pride and glory of the Babylonians, [^2] will be overthrown by God ¶ like Sodom and Gomorrah.

20 She will never be inhabited or lived in through all generations; ¶ there no nomads will pitch their tents, ¶ there no shepherds will rest their flocks.

21 But desert creatures will lie there, jackals will fill her houses; ¶ there the owls will dwell, ¶ and there the wild goats will leap about.

22 Hyenas will inhabit her strongholds, jackals her luxurious palaces. ¶ Her time is at hand, ¶ and her days will not be prolonged.