Praise to the Victorious God
(Jeremiah 51:15–19)

1O YHWH, You are my God!

I will exalt You.

I will praise Your name,

for You have done a wonderful thing,

counsel of old,

in steadfast faithfulness.

2For You have made the city a heap,

the fortified city a ruin,

a fortress of strangers from a city—

forever it will never be rebuilt!

3Upon thus a strong people will honor You;

a city of ruthless nations will fear you.

4For You have been a stronghold for the poor,

a stronghold for the needy one in his distress,

a refuge from the storm,

a shade from the heat—

for the breath of the ruthless ones

is like a storm against a wall,

5like heat in a dry land,

the roar of strangers You humble—

the heat in the shadow of a cloud,

the song of the ruthless ones will be brought low.

6And YHWH of Hosts will make on this on the mountain for all the peoples

a feast of fat things,

a feast of aged wines—

fat things full of marrow,

aged wines well-refined.

7And He will swallow up on this mountain

the face of the wrapping covering over all the peoples,

and the veil woven over all the nations.

8He will swallow up death forever,†

and the Lord YHWH will wipe away the tear from all faces,†

and He will turn away the scorn of His people

from all the earth.

For YHWH has spoken.

9And one will say on that day, “Behold, this is our God;

we have waited for Him and He has saved us.

This is YHWH; we have waited for Him—

let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation!”

10For the hand of YHWH

will rest on this mountain,

and Moab will be trampled down under Him

as is trampled down straw in the waters of dung.

11And He will spread out His hands in its midst,

as the swimmer spreads out to swim,

and He will bring low its pride

with† the skill of his hands.

12And the fortress of the high place of your walls He will bend down—

He will bring it low, touching it down to the ground, into dust!