Isaías 25

1 LORD, you are my God; ¶ I will exalt you and praise your name, ¶ for in perfect faithfulness ¶ you have done wonderful things, ¶ things planned long ago.

2 You have made the city a heap of rubble, the fortified town a ruin, ¶ the foreigners' stronghold a city no more; ¶ it will never be rebuilt.

3 Therefore strong peoples will honor you; cities of ruthless nations will revere you.

4 You have been a refuge for the poor, a refuge for the needy in their distress, ¶ a shelter from the storm ¶ and a shade from the heat. ¶ For the breath of the ruthless ¶ is like a storm driving against a wall

5 and like the heat of the desert. ¶ You silence the uproar of foreigners; ¶ as heat is reduced by the shadow of a cloud, ¶ so the song of the ruthless is stilled.

6 On this mountain the LORD Almighty will prepare ¶ a feast of rich food for all peoples, ¶ a banquet of aged wine — ¶ the best of meats and the finest of wines.

7 On this mountain he will destroy the shroud that enfolds all peoples, ¶ the sheet that covers all nations;

8 he will swallow up death forever. ¶ The Sovereign LORD will wipe away the tears ¶ from all faces; ¶ he will remove his people's disgrace ¶ from all the earth. ¶ The LORD has spoken.

9 In that day they will say, ¶ "Surely this is our God; ¶ we trusted in him, and he saved us. ¶ This is the LORD, we trusted in him; ¶ let us rejoice and be glad in his salvation."

10 The hand of the LORD will rest on this mountain; ¶ but Moab will be trampled in their land ¶ as straw is trampled down in the manure.

11 They will stretch out their hands in it, as swimmers stretch out their hands to swim. ¶ God will bring down their pride ¶ despite the cleverness [^1] of their hands.

12 He will bring down your high fortified walls and lay them low; ¶ he will bring them down to the ground, ¶ to the very dust.