New American Standard Bible (NASB)
Isaiah 33
2 O Lord, be gracious to us; we have waited for You. Be their strength every morning, Our salvation also in the time of distress.
3 At the sound of the tumult peoples flee; At the lifting up of Yourself nations disperse.
4 Your spoil is gathered as the caterpillar gathers; As locusts rushing about men rush about on it.
5 The Lord is exalted, for He dwells on high; He has filled Zion with justice and righteousness.
6 And He will be the stability of your times, A wealth of salvation, wisdom and knowledge; The fear of the Lord is his treasure.
7 Behold, their brave men cry in the streets, The ambassadors of peace weep bitterly.
8 The highways are desolate, the traveler has ceased, He has broken the covenant, he has despised the cities, He has no regard for man.
9 The land mourns and pines away, Lebanon is shamed and withers; Sharon is like a desert plain, And Bashan and Carmel lose their foliage.
10 "Now I will arise," says the Lord, "Now I will be exalted, now I will be lifted up.
11 "You have conceived chaff, you will give birth to stubble; My breath will consume you like a fire.
12 "The peoples will be burned to lime, Like cut thorns which are burned in the fire.