Isaiah 18

LEB(i) 1 Ah! land of the whirring of wings, which is beyond the rivers of Cush, 2 that sends messengers by the sea and in vessels of papyrus on the surface of the waters! Go, swift messengers, to a tall* and smooth* nation, to a people feared near and far,* a mighty, mighty* and trampling* nation, whose land rivers divide. 3 All you inhabitants of the world and dwellers of the earth, when a signal is raised on the* mountains, you must look, and when a trumpet is blown,* you must listen! 4 For Yahweh said this to me:
"I will be quiet, and I will look from my dwelling place like clear heat because of light,* like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest." 5 For before the harvest, when the blossom is complete* and a blossom becomes ripening fruit, and one cuts off the shoots with pruning hooks, and one removes, tears away the tendrils. 6 They shall all be left* for birds* of prey of the mountains and for the animals* of the earth. And the birds* of prey will pass the summer on it, and every animal of the earth will winter on it. 7 At that time, a gift* will be brought to Yahweh of hosts
from a tall* and smooth* people, and from a people feared near and far, a mighty, mighty and trampling nation, whose land the rivers divide, to the place of the name of Yahweh of hosts, the mountain of Zion.