CHAPTER XXX
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Smith, George Adam and Nicoll, W. Robertson (William Robertson), Sir
Proclaim this among the heathen, hallow a war.
Wake up the warriors, let all the fighting-men
muster and go up.[1256]
Beat your ploughshares into swords,
And your pruning-hooks into lances.
Let the weakling say, I am strong.
...[1257] and come, all ye nations round about,
And gather yourselves together.
Thither bring down Thy warriors, Jehovah.
Let the heathen be roused,
And come up to the Vale of Jehoshaphat,
For there will I sit to judge all the nations round
about.
Put in the sickle,[1258] for ripe is the harvest.
Come, get you down; for the press is full,
The vats overflow, great is their wickedness.
Multitudes, multitudes in the Vale of Decision!
For near is Jehovah’s day in the Vale of Decision.
Sun and moon have turned black,
And the stars withdrawn their shining.
Jehovah thunders from Zion,
And from Jerusalem gives[1259] forth His voice:
Heaven and earth do quake.
But Jehovah is a refuge to His people,
And for a fortress to the sons of Israel.
And ye shall know that I am Jehovah your God,
Who dwell in Zion, the mount of My holiness;
And Jerusalem shall be holy,
Strangers shall not pass through her again.
And it shall be on that day
The mountains shall drop sweet wine,
And the hills be liquid with milk,
And all the channels of Judah flow with water;
A fountain shall spring from the house of Jehovah,
And shall water the Wady of Shittim.[1260]
Egypt shall be desolation,
And Edom desert-land,
For the outrage done to the children of Judah,
Because they shed innocent blood in their land.
Judah shall abide peopled for ever,