Isaiah 33:17-24

Your eyes will see the king in his beauty. You will see the land that stretches far away. You will think about the terror of the past: “Where is that officer? Where is the one who collected the taxes? Where is the officer in charge of our defense towers?” No longer will you see those proud people from other countries, whose strange language you couldn’t understand. Look at Jerusalem, the city of our festivals. Look at Jerusalem, that beautiful place of rest. It is like a tent that will never be moved; the pegs that hold her in place will never be pulled up, and her ropes will never be broken. There the LORD will be our Mighty One. That land is a place with streams and wide rivers, but there will be no enemy boats on those rivers; no powerful ship will sail on them. This is because the LORD is our judge. The LORD makes our laws. The LORD is our king. He will save us. You sailors from other lands, hear: The ropes on your boats hang loose. The mast is not held firm. The sails are not spread open. Then your great wealth will be divided. There will be so much wealth that even the crippled people will carry off a share. No one living in Jerusalem will say, “I am sick.” The people who live there will have their sins forgiven.