Isaiah — Chapter 6

¹In the year that king Uzziah died I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lifted up; and his train filled the temple.

²Above him stood the seraphim: each one had six wings; with two he covered his face, and with two he covered his feet, and with two he did fly.

³One cried to another, and said, Holy, holy, holy, is Yahweh of Hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory.

⁴The foundations of the thresholds shook at the voice of him who cried, and the house was filled with smoke.

⁵Then said I, Woe is me! for I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for my eyes have seen the King, Yahweh of Hosts.

⁶Then flew one of the seraphim to me, having a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with the tongs from off the altar:

⁷and he touched my mouth with it, and said, Behold, this has touched your lips; and your iniquity is taken away, and your sin forgiven.

⁸I heard the voice of the Lord, saying, Whom shall I send, and who will go for us? Then I said, Here am I; send me.

⁹He said, Go, and tell this people, Hear you indeed, but don`t understand; and see you indeed, but don`t perceive.

¹⁰Make the heart of this people fat, and make their ears heavy, and shut their eyes; lest they see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and understand with their heart, and turn again, and be healed.

¹¹Then said I, Lord, how long? He answered, Until cities be waste without inhabitant, and houses without man, and the land become utterly waste,

¹²and Yahweh have removed men far away, and the forsaken places be many in the midst of the land.

¹³If there be yet a tenth in it, it also shall in turn be eaten up: as a terebinth, and as an oak, whose stock remains, when they are felled; so the holy seed is the stock of it.