Isaías 18 · Mensaje a Cus
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1Ah,land in the deep shadow of wings, Beyond the rivers of Cush!
2Go, swift messengers,To a nation far and remote,To a people thrust forth and away—A nation of gibber and chatter—Whose land is cut off by streams;Which sends out envoys by sea,In papyrus vessels upon the water!
3[Say this:]“All you who live in the worldAnd inhabit the earth,When a flag is raised in the hills, take note!When a ram’s horn is blown, give heed!”
4For thus GOD said to me:“I rest calm and confident “to rely” (Job 6.19). The related noun mabbaṭ occurs with similar meaning in Isa. 20.5, 6. in My habitation—Like a scorching heat upon sprouts,Like a rain-cloud in the heat of reaping time.”
5For before the harvest, yet after the budding,When the blossom has hardened into berries,[God] will trim away the twigs with pruning hooks,And lop off the trailing branches.
6They shall all be leftTo the kites of the hillsAnd to the beasts of the earth;The kites shall summer on themAnd all the beasts of the earth shall winter on them.
7In that time,Tribute shall be brought to GOD of Hosts[From] a people far and remote,From a people thrust forth and away—A nation of gibber and chatter,Whose land is cut off by streams—At the place where the name of GOD of Hosts abides,At Mount Zion.
WEBREATH · 11:11
«Todo lo que respira alabe al Señor» — Salmo 150:6
El aliento es uno para todos: de él vive cada persona, sea quien sea y crea lo que crea. Cada día a las 11:11 de la hora local la gente se detiene sesenta segundos, respira y agradece a Dios el aliento: cada uno con sus palabras, cada uno en su interior. En ese minuto somos un solo Aliento.
WEBREATH — el Minuto a las 11:11, su hora local: somos un solo Aliento