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Jehovah’s Witnesses



Isaiah 25:1-12


  • Rich blessings on God’s people (1-12)

    • Jehovah’s banquet of fine wine (6)

    • No more death (8)

25  O Jehovah, you are my God. I exalt you, I praise your name, For you have done wonderful things,+ Things purposed* from ancient times,+ In faithfulness,+ in trustworthiness.   For you have turned a city into a pile of stones, A fortified town into a crumbling ruin. The foreigner’s tower is a city no more; It will never be rebuilt.   That is why a strong people will glorify you; The city of tyrannical nations will fear you.+   For you have become a stronghold to the lowly, A stronghold to the poor in his distress,+ A refuge from the rainstorm, And a shade from the heat.+ When the blast of the tyrants is like a rainstorm against a wall,   As the heat in a parched land, You subdue the uproar of strangers. Like heat is subdued by the shadow of a cloud, So the song of the tyrants is silenced.   In this mountain+ Jehovah of armies will make for all the peoples A banquet of rich dishes,+ A banquet of fine wine,* Of rich dishes filled with marrow, Of fine, filtered wine.   In this mountain he will do away with* the shroud that is enveloping all the peoples And the covering* that is woven over all the nations.   He will swallow up* death forever,+ And the Sovereign Lord Jehovah will wipe away the tears from all faces.+ The reproach of his people he will take away from all the earth, For Jehovah himself has spoken it.   In that day they will say: “Look! This is our God!+ We have hoped in him,+ And he will save us.+ This is Jehovah! We have hoped in him. Let us be joyful and rejoice in the salvation by him.”+ 10  For the hand of Jehovah will rest on this mountain,+ And Moʹab will be trampled on in its place+ Like straw trampled into a pile of manure. 11  He will slap out his hands into it Like a swimmer slapping out his hands to swim, And he will bring down its haughtiness+ With the skillful movements of his hands. 12  And the fortified city, with your high walls of security, He will bring down; He will knock it down to the ground, to the very dust.


Or “Counsels.”
Or “of wine kept on the dregs.”
Lit., “swallow up.”
Or “veil.”
Or “do away with.”