1Oracle on Damascus:*

See, Damascus shall cease to be a city

and become a pile of ruins;a

2Her cities shall be forever abandoned,

for flocks to lie in undisturbed.

3The fortress shall vanish from Ephraim*

and dominion from Damascus;

The remnant of Aram shall become like the glory

of the Israelites—

oracle of the Lord of hosts.

4On that day

The glory of Jacob shall fade,

and his full body shall grow thin.b

5Like the reaper’s mere armful of stalks,

when he gathers the standing grain;

Or as when one gleans the ears

in the Valley of Rephaim.*

6* Only gleanings shall be left in it,

as when an olive tree has been beaten—

Two or three olives at the very top,

four or five on its most fruitful branches—

oracle of the Lord, the God of Israel.c

7On that day people shall turn to their maker,

their eyes shall look to the Holy One of Israel.d

8They shall not turn to the altars, the work of their hands,

nor shall they look to what their fingers have made:

the asherahs* or the incense stands.

9On that day his strong cities shall be

like those abandoned by the Hivites and Amorites

When faced with the Israelites;

and there shall be desolation.e

10Truly, you have forgotten the God who saves you,

the Rock, your refuge, you have not remembered.f

Therefore, though you plant plants for the Pleasant One,*

and set out cuttings for a foreign one,g

11Though you make them grow the day you plant them

and make them blossom the morning you set them out,

The harvest shall disappear on a day of sickness

and incurable pain.

12Ah! the roaring of many peoples—*

a roar like the roar of the seas!

The thundering of nations—

thunder like the thundering of mighty waters!h

13* But God shall rebuke them,

and they shall flee far away,

Driven like chaff on the mountains before a wind,

like tumbleweed before a storm.i

14At evening, there is terror,

but before morning, they are gone!

Such is the portion of those who despoil us,

the lot of those who plunder us.j