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This is the burden against the Desert by the Sea:
Like whirlwinds sweeping through the Negev,an invader comes from the desert,from a land of terror.A dire vision is declared to me:“The traitor still betrays,and the destroyer still destroys.Go up, O Elam! Lay siege, O Media!I will put an end to all her groaning.”Therefore my body is filled with anguish.Pain grips me, like the pains of a woman in labor.I am bewildered to hear,I am dismayed to see.My heart falters;fear makes me tremble.The twilight of my desirehas turned to horror.They prepare a table, they lay out a carpet,they eat, they drink!
Rise up, O princes, oil the shields!For this is what the Lord says to me:
“Go, post a lookoutand have him report what he sees.When he sees chariots with teams of horsemen,riders on donkeys, riders on camels,he must be alert, fully alert.”Then the lookout shouted:
“Day after day, my lord,I stand on the watchtower;night after nightI stay at my post.Look, here come the riders,horsemen in pairs.”
And one answered, saying:
“Fallen, fallen is Babylon!All the images of her godslie shattered on the ground!”O my people, crushed on the threshing floor,I tell you what I have heardfrom the LORD of Hosts,the God of Israel.This is the burden against Dumah:
One calls to me from Seir,“Watchman, what is left of the night?Watchman, what is left of the night?”The watchman replies,“Morning has come, but also the night.If you would inquire, then inquire.Come back yet again.”This is the burden against Arabia:
In the thickets of Arabia you must lodge,O caravans of Dedanites.Bring water for the thirsty,O dwellers of Tema;meet the refugees with food.For they flee from the sword—the sword that is drawn—from the bow that is bent,and from the stress of battle.For this is what the Lord says to me: “Within one year, as a hired worker would count it, all the glory of Kedar will be gone.The remaining archers, the warriors of Kedar, will be few.”