Go up among her vineyard terraces and destroy them, but do not finish them off. Prune away her shoots, for they do not belong to the LORD.
Raise a signal flag in the land; blow a ram's horn among the nations; set apart the nations against her. Summon kingdoms against her-- Ararat, Minni, and Ashkenaz. Appoint a marshal against her; bring up horses like a swarm of locusts.
Set apart the nations for battle against her-- the kings of Media, her governors and all her officials, and all the lands they rule.
He raises a signal flag for the distant nations and whistles for them from the ends of the earth. Look-- how quickly and swiftly they come!
None of them grows weary or stumbles; no one slumbers or sleeps. No belt is loose, and no sandal strap broken.
Their arrows are sharpened, and all their bows strung. Their horses' hooves are like flint; their [chariot] wheels are like a whirlwind.
Their roaring is like a lion's; they roar like young lions; they growl and seize their prey and carry [it] off, and no one can rescue [it].
On that day they will roar over it, like the roaring of the sea. When one looks at the land, there will be darkness and distress; light will be obscured by clouds.
Lift up a banner on a barren mountain. Call out to them. Wave your hand, and they will go through the gates of the nobles.
I have commanded My chosen ones; I have also called My warriors, who exult in My triumph, to execute My wrath.
Listen, a tumult on the mountains, like that of a mighty people! Listen, an uproar among the kingdoms, like nations being gathered together! The LORD of Hosts is mobilizing an army for war.
They are coming from a far land, from the distant horizon-- the LORD and the weapons of His wrath-- to destroy the whole country.
Proclaim this among the nations: Prepare for holy war; rouse the warriors; let all the men of war advance and attack!
I made their widows more numerous than the sand of the seas. I brought against the mother of young men a destroyer at noon. I suddenly released on her agitation and terrors.
For Gaza will be abandoned, and Ashkelon will become a ruin. Ashdod will be driven out at noon, and Ekron will be uprooted.
Harvest has passed, summer has ended, but we have not been saved.
Before the day breaks and the shadows flee, turn [to me], my love, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the divided mountains.