Isaiah 1 1 The vision of Isaiah son Of Amoz, that he saw begun On - TopicsExpress



          

Isaiah 1 1 The vision of Isaiah son Of Amoz, that he saw begun On Judah and Jerusalem In days of Uzziah, Jotham, Ahaz, and Hezekiah, kings Of Judah. 2 Hear therefore, O wings Of heaven, and give ear, O earth! For YHWH has spoken things of worth, “I have nourished children brought up Who have rebelled against My cup, 3 The ox knows its master, the donkey Its master’s crib and without honkey, But Israel does not know, My folk Do not consider what I spoke.” 4 Alas, a sinful nation, and A people laden foot and hand With iniquity, and a brood Of evildoers, children who’d Be corrupters! They have forsaken YHWH, and they have in loss mistaken To provoke to anger the Holy One of Israel, they’ve become lowly And turned away backward. 5 Why should You be stricken again? Why would You revolt more and more? The whole Head is sick, and the whole heart faint. 6 From sole of foot without restraint Even to the head, no soundness In it, wounds, bruises and a mess Of putrefying sores, they’ve not Been closed or bound up on the spot, Or soothed with ointment. 7 Your country Is desolate, every city Burned with fire, strangers come devour Your land in your presence an hour, And it’s desolate, overthrown By strangers you had not foreknown. 8 The daughter of the fortress left As a booth in vineyard bereft, As a hut in cucumber garden A besieged city without pardon, 9 Unless YHWH of hosts had left us A very small remnant in truss, We would have been like Sodom, and Gomorrah-like in our sins stand. Beloved, I do not criticize the people You favoured by Your hand, their church and steeple, The synagogue or mosque: Your judgment stands. I strike not Israel nor other lands. I only pray that You will do for me What You did not do for the family Of Abraham. Lord, make me like the ass, Let me eat morning oats and hay and grass, And recognize the barn and crib that’s mine. Like Ishmael, to be an ass is fine, If I can be a wild ass running free. And so I freely turn from all that’s me To find my Self and master where You are. I hitch my donkeycart to one bright star.
Posted on: Tue, 11 Jun 2013 18:05:31 +0000

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