2
(A)Lift up a standard on the (a)(B)bare hill,
Raise your voice to them,
(C)Wave the hand that they may (D)enter the doors of the nobles.
3
I have commanded My consecrated ones,
I have even called My (E)mighty warriors,
My proudly exulting ones,
To execute My anger.
4
A (F)sound of tumult on the mountains,
Like that of many people!
A sound of the uproar of kingdoms,
Of nations gathered together!
The Lord of hosts is mustering the army for battle.
5
They are coming from a far country,
From the (b)(G)farthest horizons,
The Lord and His instruments of (H)indignation,
To (I)destroy the whole land.

Footnotes:

a. Isaiah 13:2: ['Or ', wind-swept mountain]
b. Isaiah 13:5: ['Lit ', end of heaven]

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