Assemble the army for war
1A vision Isaiah the son of Amoz had about Babylon. [1]
Call the troops, assemble the army.
Wave your hand and bring them in
Through the gates to where our leaders wait.
3I called these soldiers,
Dedicated to me.
I’ll give them my angry orders,
Which they’ll carry out with pride.
4Listen to noise from the mountains,
Echoes of an army on the move.
Listen to kingdoms in chaos,
Nations assembling for war. [2]
The LORD of all gives the order.
He’s going to start the war.
Distant nations attack distant Babylon
5Soldiers come from far away,
In a land that touches the sky.
And armed with the LORD’s anger,
They’ll decimate Babylon. [3]
Fear the LORD’s coming,
The Almighty’s judgment day of destruction.
7Hands tremble,
Spirits melt.
8Courage dissolves in the fear.
Panic and terror seize Babylonians
Like labor pains seize a woman.
Red-faced and helpless, all they can do
Is hopelessly stare at each other.
Babylon’s judgment day of doom
9The LORD is coming. And he’s bringing wrath.
It’s a fierce and angry judgment day.
He’ll kill the sinners and decimate their land.
Not a peep of light.
The sun won’t shine,
And the moon won’t glow.
11I punish people for the evil they do,
Sinners for sins they commit.
I shame the proud
And humiliate tyrants.
12I’ll weed out the wicked
Til humans become rare,
Like the precious gold of Ophir. [4]
13I’ll rattle the sky and shake the earth loose,
As I, LORD of all, bring the wrath.
And I’ll bring the anger,
extreme and fierce.
Babylonians run for their lives
14I’ll turn the attackers into gazelles on the run
Or sheep with no shepherd to lead them.
They’ll run for home
And they’ll run for their lives.
Will die where they stand.
Any caught
Will die by the sword.
16They’ll watch their babies
Dashed to death,
Wives raped,
Homes looted to bare.
17I’m prodding the Medes [5]
To attack Babylonians.
Silver and gold won’t stop them.
18Their archers target children.
They’ll shoot the young men,
Kill the babies,
And show children no mercy at all.
19Babylon, in her glory,
The Chaldean [6] jewel,
End like Sodom and Gomorrah,
Dead at the hands of God.
20For generations to come
No one will live there.
Herders won’t camp.
And sheep won’t rest.
21Wild animals take it
And live in the houses:
Hyenas, [7] jackals, owls,
And goats dancing in ruins.
22Hyenas howl from towers.
Jackals make dens in palaces.
It’s almost time.
It won’t be much longer.




