1. Ah! The land of buzzing insect wings beyond the rivers of Cush
2. sends couriers by sea,in reed vessels on the waters.Go, swift messengers,to a nation tall and smooth-skinned,to a people feared far and near,a powerful nation with a strange language, whose land is divided by rivers.
3. All you inhabitants of the worldand you who live on the earth,when a banner is raised on the mountains, look!When a trumpet sounds, listen!
4. For, the Lord said to me:I will quietly look out from My place,like shimmering heat in sunshine,like a rain cloud in harvest heat.
5. For before the harvest, when the blossoming is overand the blossom becomes a ripening grape,He will cut off the shoots with a pruning knife,and tear away and remove the branches.