Catholic Public Domain Version
"Advancing quickly, he will arrive to be revealed, and he will not kill unto utter destruction, nor will his bread fail. "
— Isaiah 51:14, Catholic Public Domain Version
“The captive exile hasteneth that he may be loosed, and that he should not die in the pit, nor that his bread should fail.”
“The captive exile shall speedily be loosed; and he shall not die and go down into the pit, neither shall his bread fail. ”
“The captive exile shall speedily be freed; and he shall not die [and go down] into the pit, neither shall his bread fail.”
“The one who suffers will soon be released; he will not die in prison, he will not go hungry.”
“He shall quickly come that is going to open unto you, and he shall not kill unto utter destruction, neither shall his bread fail.”
“The prisoner, bent under his chain, will quickly be made free, and will not go down into the underworld, and his bread will not come to an end.”
“The captive exile hasteneth that he may be loosed, and that he should not die in the pit, nor that his bread should fail.”
And now, those who have been redeemed by the Lord will return. And they will arrive in Zion, praising. And everlasting rejoicing will be upon their heads. They will take hold of gladness and rejoicing. Anguish and mourning will flee away.
It is I, I myself, who will console you. Who are you that you would be afraid of a mortal man, and of a son of man, who will wither like the grass?
And have you forgotten the Lord, your Maker, who extended the heavens, and who founded the earth? And have you been in constant dread, all day long, at the face of his fury, of the one who afflicted you and who had prepared to destroy you? Where is the fury of the oppressor now?
Advancing quickly, he will arrive to be revealed, and he will not kill unto utter destruction, nor will his bread fail.
But I am the Lord, your God, who stirs up the sea, and who makes the waves swell. The Lord of hosts is my name.
I have placed my words in your mouth, and I have protected you in the shadow of my hand, so that you might plant the heavens, and found the earth, and so that you might say to Zion, “You are my people.”
Lift up, Lift up! Arise, O Jerusalem! You drank, from the hand of the Lord, the cup of his wrath. You drank, even to the bottom of the cup of deep sleep. And you were given to drink, all the way to the dregs.