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What says our Master, the Lord of hosts? He will send a wasting sickness into that gorged frame; beneath that pride a living firebrand shall burn, burn deep. (Isaiah 10, 16)
And when that day comes, the remnant of Israel, the survivors of Jacob’s line, will learn to trust, not in the staff that turns into rod to smite them,✻ but in the Lord, the Holy One of Israel; here he shall find loyalty. (Isaiah 10, 20)
Short and sharp is the reckoning the Lord, the God of hosts, will make, with the whole world for the scene of it. (Isaiah 10, 23)
Here, then, is a message for you from the Lord, the God of hosts: Never lose heart, men of Sion, my own people, before the Assyrian, rod though he have to smite thee, staff to chastise thee, when thou meetest him on the road to Egypt.✻ (Isaiah 10, 24)
The Lord of hosts will bring the lash down upon him, as he did once on Madian at the rock Oreb; by the sea-shore, on the road to Egypt, his rod will be uplifted. (Isaiah 10, 26)
Then, as we look, our Master, the Lord of hosts, will spread terror among them, and break them like earthenware.✻ Yield greatness, and pride topple; (Isaiah 10, 33)
One shall be born, on whom the spirit of the Lord will rest; a spirit wise and discerning, a spirit prudent and strong, a spirit of knowledge and of piety,✻ (Isaiah 11, 2)
and ever fear of the Lord shall fill his heart. Not his to judge by appearances, listen to rumours when he makes award; (Isaiah 11, 3)
All over this mountain, my sanctuary, no hurt shall be done, no life taken. Deep as the waters that hide the sea-floor, knowledge of the Lord overspreading the world! (Isaiah 11, 9)
Then, once again, the Lord’s hand at work! From Assyria, from Egypt, Pathros and Ethiopia, from Elam and Sennaar, from Emath, from the islands out at sea, his people, a scattered remnant, shall return. (Isaiah 11, 11)
And the Lord will make a desert out of the tongue of sea that flanks Egypt; with the blast of his breath he will threaten Euphrates, dividing it into seven streams, that a man can cross dry-shod. (Isaiah 11, 15)
Angry with me, Lord? thou wilt say, when that day comes; ay, thou wast angry with me, but now, praised be thy name, the storm has passed; all is consolation. (Isaiah 12, 1)
