17:1 The
burden
of
Damascus.
Behold,
Damascus
is
taken
away
from
being
a
city,
and
it
shall
be
a
ruinous
heap.
17:2 The
cities
of
Aroer
are
forsaken;
they
shall
be
for
flocks,
which
shall
lie
down,
and
none
shall
make
them
afraid.
17:3 And
the
fortress
shall
cease
from
Ephraim,
and
the
kingdom
from
Damascus,
and
the
remnant
of
Syria;
they
shall
be
as
the
glory
of
the
children
of
Israel,
saith
Jehovah
of
hosts.
17:4 And
it
shall
come
to
pass
in
that
day,
that
the
glory
of
Jacob
shall
be
made
thin,
and
the
fatness
of
his
flesh
shall
wax
lean.
17:5 And
it
shall
be
as
when
the
harvestman
gathereth
the
standing
grain,
and
his
arm
reapeth
the
ears;
yea,
it
shall
be
as
when
one
gleaneth
ears
in
the
valley
of
Rephaim.
17:6 Yet
there
shall
be
left
therein
gleanings,
as
the
shaking
of
an
olive-tree,
two
or
three
berries
in
the
top
of
the
uppermost
bough,
four
or
five
in
the
outmost
branches
of
a
fruitful
tree,
saith
Jehovah,
the
God
of
Israel.
17:7 In
that
day
shall
men
look
unto
their
Maker,
and
their
eyes
shall
have
respect
to
the
Holy
One
of
Israel.
17:8 And
they
shall
not
look
to
the
altars,
the
work
of
their
hands;
neither
shall
they
have
respect
to
that
which
their
fingers
have
made,
either
the
Asherim,
or
the
sun-images.
17:9 In
that
day
shall
their
strong
cities
be
as
the
forsaken
places
in
the
wood
and
on
the
mountain
top,
which
were
forsaken
from
before
the
children
of
Israel;
and
it
shall
be
a
desolation.
17:10 For
thou
hast
forgotten
the
God
of
thy
salvation,
and
hast
not
been
mindful
of
the
rock
of
thy
strength;
therefore
thou
plantest
pleasant
plants,
and
settest
it
with
strange
slips.
17:11 In
the
day
of
thy
planting
thou
hedgest
it
in,
and
in
the
morning
thou
makest
thy
seed
to
blossom;
but
the
harvest
fleeth
away
in
the
day
of
grief
and
of
desperate
sorrow.
17:12 Ah,
the
uproar
of
many
peoples,
that
roar
like
the
roaring
of
the
seas;
and
the
rushing
of
nations,
that
rush
like
the
rushing
of
mighty
waters!
17:13 The
nations
shall
rush
like
the
rushing
of
many
waters:
but
he
shall
rebuke
them,
and
they
shall
flee
far
off,
and
shall
be
chased
as
the
chaff
of
the
mountains
before
the
wind,
and
like
the
whirling
dust
before
the
storm.
17:14 At
eventide,
behold,
terror;
[and]
before
the
morning
they
are
not.
This
is
the
portion
of
them
that
despoil
us,
and
the
lot
of
them
that
rob
us.
