A Message About Cush
1How terrible it will be for the land
whose armies are like large numbers of flying insects!
That land is along the rivers of Cush.
2Its people send messengers on the Nile River.
They travel over the water in papyrus boats. Messengers, hurry back home!
Go back to your people,
who are tall and have smooth skin.
Everyone is afraid of them.
They are warriors.
Their language is different from ours.
Their land is divided up by rivers.
3Pay attention, all you people of the world!
Listen, all you who live on earth!
Banners will be lifted up on the mountains.
And you will see them.
Trumpets will be blown.
And you will hear them.
4The Lord says to me,
"I will look down from heaven, where I live.
I will be as quiet as summer heat in the sunshine.
I will be as quiet as a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest."
5A farmer cuts off new growth with pruning knives.
He cuts down spreading branches and takes them away.
He does it before the grapes are harvested.
That's when the blooms are gone and the grapes are ripe.
In the same way, the Lord will cut off the nations
that are gathered against his people.
6Their dead bodies will be left for the birds of the mountains to eat.
They will be left for the wild animals.
The birds will eat the dead bodies all summer long.
The wild animals will eat them all through the winter.
7At that time gifts will be brought to the Lord who rules over all. The people who are tall and have smooth skin will bring them.
Everyone is afraid of those people.
They are warriors. Their language is different from ours.
Their land is divided up by rivers. They will bring their gifts to Mount Zion. That's where the Lord who rules over all has put his Name.