MLV(i)
27 Behold, the name of Jehovah comes from far, burning with his anger and in thick rising smoke. His lips are full of indignation and his tongue is as a devouring fire,
28 and his breath is as an overflowing stream that reaches even to the neck, to sift the nations with the sieve of destruction. And a bridle that makes them go-astray will be in the jaws of the peoples.
29 You* will have a song as in the night when a holy feast is kept and gladness of heart, as he who goes with a pipe to come to the mountain of Jehovah, to the Rock of Israel. 30 And Jehovah will cause his glorious voice to be heard and will show the coming down of his arm with the indignation of his anger and the flame of a devouring fire, with a blast and tempest and hailstones.
31 For through the voice of Jehovah the Assyrian will be dismayed. He will kill* him with his rod. 32 And every stroke of the appointed staff, which Jehovah will lay upon him, will be with the sound of tambourine and harps. And he will fight with them in battles with the brandishing of his arm. 33 For a Topheth is prepared of old, yes, it is made ready for the king. He has made it deep and large. The pile of it is fire and much wood. The breath of Jehovah kindles it, like a stream of brimstone.
29 You* will have a song as in the night when a holy feast is kept and gladness of heart, as he who goes with a pipe to come to the mountain of Jehovah, to the Rock of Israel. 30 And Jehovah will cause his glorious voice to be heard and will show the coming down of his arm with the indignation of his anger and the flame of a devouring fire, with a blast and tempest and hailstones.
31 For through the voice of Jehovah the Assyrian will be dismayed. He will kill* him with his rod. 32 And every stroke of the appointed staff, which Jehovah will lay upon him, will be with the sound of tambourine and harps. And he will fight with them in battles with the brandishing of his arm. 33 For a Topheth is prepared of old, yes, it is made ready for the king. He has made it deep and large. The pile of it is fire and much wood. The breath of Jehovah kindles it, like a stream of brimstone.