Zechariah

9 The oracle of the word of Yahweh on the land of Hadrach, And Damascus shall be the resting-place thereof,—For Yahweh hath an eye—To mankind, and To all the tribes of Israel;

2 Moreover also Hamath adjoineth thereto, Tyre and Zidon—because very wise;

3 Therefore did Tyre build a stronghold for herself,—And did heap up silver like dust, Yea gold like the mire of the lanes.

4 Lo! My Lord shall dispossess her, And smite into the sea her fortress,—And she herself in fire shall be consumed.

5 Ashkelon shall see and fear, Gaza also which shall writhe in great anguish, Ekron also because abashed is her expectation,—And the king shall perish from Gaza, And Ashkelon not be inhabited;

6 And there shall be seated a half-breed in Ashdod,—So will I cut off the arrogance of the Philistines;

7 And will take away his reeking prey out of his mouth, And his abominations from between his teeth, But he that is left even he shall belong to our God,—So shall he become as a chief in Judah, And Ekron as a Jebusite!

8 Then will I encamp about my house—against an army, against him that passeth by and against him that returneth, Neither shall an exactor tread them down any more,—For now have I seen with mine own eyes.

9 Exult greatly, O daughter of Zion, Shout in triumph, O daughter of Jerusalem, Lo! thy king cometh unto thee, Vindicated and victorious is he,—Lowly and riding upon an ass, Yea upon a colt, a young ass.

10 So will he cut off The chariot out of Ephraim and The horse out of Jerusalem, And the war-bow shall be cut off So shall he speak peace to the nations, And his dominion shall be from sea to sea, And from the river [Euphrates] to the ends of the earth.

11 As for thee also—By the blood of thy covenant have I sent forth thy prisoners out of a pit wherein is no water.

12 Return to the stronghold, ye prisoners of hope,—Even to-day do I declare—Double will I return to thee!

13 For I have bent for me—Judah, As a bow have I grasped Ephraim, Thus will I rouse up thy sons, O Zion, against the sons of Greece, And will make thee as the sword of a mighty one.

14 But Yahweh over them will appear, And forth shall go as lightning his arrow,—Yea My Lord Yahweh with a horn will blow, And will move along in the whirlwinds of the south.

15 Yahweh of hosts will throw a covering over them, So shall they eat and trample underfoot sling-stones, And shall drink—shall shout as with wine,—And shall be filled like tossing-bowls,—Like the corners of an altar.

16 So will Yahweh their God save them on that day, Yea as a flock of sheep his people,—For [they shall be like] the jewels of a diadem sparkling over his land.

17 For how excellent it is! Yea how beautiful! Corn shall make the young men flourish, And new wine the maidens.