Isaiah 25

¹O Lord, thou art my God;

²For thou hast made of a city a heap;

³Therefore shall the strong people glorify thee,

⁴For thou hast been a strength to the poor,

⁵Thou shalt bring down the noise of strangers,

⁶And in this mountain shall the Lord of hosts make unto all people

⁷And he will destroy in this mountain

⁸He will swallow up death in victory;

⁹And it shall be said in that day,

¹⁰For in this mountain shall the hand of the Lord rest,

¹¹And he shall spread forth his hands in the midst of them,

¹²And the fortress of the high fort of thy walls shall he bring down,