Isaiah 22
1WHAT aileth thee, that you are all now gone up to the housetops?
2This vain city is full of people shouting. Thy slain are not slain with the sword; nor have thy dead died in battle.
3All thy chiefs have fled and they who are taken are cruelly bound. Even the mighty men in thee have fled far away.
4Therefore I said, Let me alone; let me weep bitterly: labour not to comfort me, for this distress of the daughter of my people.
5For it is a day of trouble and destruction and treading down. There is indeed some wandering from the Lord of Hosts; in the valley of Sion they are wandering about; from the least to the greatest they are wandering on the mountains.
6But the Elamites have taken up their quivers; and the horsemen have mounted their horses; and the army is arrayed in order for battle;
7and on they will come. Thy choicest valleys shall be filled with chariots;
8and the horsemen will block up thy gates, and burst open the gates of Juda; and look, on that day, into the choicest houses of the city;
9and lay open the stores of the houses of David’s citadel. They indeed know that they are many, and that the water of the old pool is turned into the city,
10and that the houses of Jerusalem have been pulled down, to fortify the wall in the city.
11You have indeed provided water for yourselves, between the two walls nearer than the old pool, and have not looked to Him Who formed it of old, nor regarded Him Who created it.
12Though the Lord of Hosts, on that day called for mourning and lamentation, and for shaving of hair and girding with sackcloth,
13yet they indulged themselves in joy and gladness, slaying oxen and sacrificing sheep, that they might eat flesh and drink wine, saying, Let us eat and drink, for to-morrow we die.
14Yes, these were their undisguised expressions in the hearing of the Lord of Hosts, therefore this sin will not be forgiven you till you die.
15Thus saith the Lord of Hosts, Go to the treasury—to Somnas the steward, and say to him,
16Why art thou here? and what hast thou here? that thou hast hewn out for thyself a monument, and hast made for thyself a sepulchre on high, and graved for thyself a tabernacle in a rock?
17Behold the Lord of Hosts is now driving out and will utterly destroy men of rank, and He will take away thy robe and this gorgeous crown of thine,
18and whirl thee into a large immeasurable country, and there thou shalt die. And He will bring to disgrace thy splendid chariot, and make the house of thy chief a public walk.
19And when thou shalt be removed from thine office and station:
20it shall come to pass in that day, that I will call my servant Eliakim son of Chelkias,
21and clothe him with thy robe. And this crown of thine I will confirm to him, and I will commit to his hands this office of thine: and he shall be as a father to the inhabitants of Jerusalem, and to them who dwell in Juda.
22And I will give him the glory of David, and he shall rule and there shall be no antagonist; and on his shoulder I will lay the key of the house of David; and he will open and none shall shut; and he will shut and none shall open:
23and I will make him a ruler in a sure place, and he shall be a throne of glory for the house of his father.
24And on him will they rely with confidence, every honourable man in his father’s house, from the least even to the greatest. On him they shall be dependant in that day.
25Thus saith the Lord of Hosts: The man who is now fixed in a sure place shall be removed and taken away and shall fall; and the glory which is on him shall be utterly destroyed, for the Lord hath spoken it.