Syria and Israel are threatened.
Isaiah 17:1 The oracle on Damascus,Lo! Damascus, is to be removed from being a city, And shall become a heap of ruins: Isaiah 17:2 Forsaken, are the desolate cities,For flocks, shall they serve, Which shall lie down, and have none, to make them afraid. Isaiah 17:3 Then shall the fortress cease from Ephraim, And the kingdom from Damascus, and the remnant of Syria,Like the glory of the sons of Israel, shall they be,Declareth Yahweh of hosts. Isaiah 17:4 And it shall come to pass, in that day, That the glory of Jacob, shall be diminished, And, the fatness of his flesh, shall be wasted; Isaiah 17:5 And it shall come to passThat, as the harvestman gathereth, standing corn, And, with his armthe ears, he reapeth, Yea it shall come to passThat, so, shall he be who gleaneth ears, in the vale of Rephaim;
A remnant shall forsake idolatry.
Isaiah 17:6 Yet shall there be left therein, a gleaning. As in the beating of an olive-tree,Twothree berries, in the head of the tree-top,Fourfive, among her fruitful boughs, Declareth Yahweh, God of Israel. Isaiah 17:7 In that day, shall the son of earth look to him that made him,And, his eyes, unto the Holy One of Israel, be turned; Isaiah 17:8 And he shall not look unto the altars, the work of his own hands,Nor, to what his own fingers have made, shall his eye be turned, Whether Sacred Stems or Sun-pillars.
The rest shall be plagued for their impiety.
Isaiah 17:9 In that day, shall his fortified cities become, Like a neglected bough and a topmost branch, Which they neglected because of the sons of Israel,So shall there be desolation. Isaiah 17:10 Because thou didst forget the God of thy salvation, And, thy Rock of refuge, thou didst not remember, For this cause, shalt thou plant very pleasant plants, And, the slip of a stranger, shalt thou set: Isaiah 17:11 In the day when thou plantest, fence thou in, And, in the morning, cause thou, thy slip, to blossom,A harvest will have waved in the day of destiny, and mortal pain.
The woe of Israel's enemies.
Isaiah 17:12 Alas! the booming of many peoples, Like the booming of the seas, shall they boom,And, the rushing of nations! Like the rushing of mighty waters, shall they rush. Isaiah 17:13 Though nations, like the rushing of many waters, shall rush, Yet shall one rebuke him, And he shall flee far away,And be chased, As the chaff of the mountains before a wind, And as whirling stubble, before a storm! Isaiah 17:14 At eventide, lo! terror, Before morning, he is, not! This, is the portion of them who plunder us, And the lot of them who make of us a prey.