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1 And it came to pass, when king Hezeki­ah heard it, that he rent his clothes, and cov­ered him­self with sack­cloth, and went into the house of the LORD. 2 And he sent Eli­akim, who was over the house­hold, and Sheb­na the scribe, and the el­ders of the priests cov­ered with sack­cloth, unto Isa­iah the prophet the son of Amoz. 3 And they said unto him, Thus saith Hezeki­ah, This day is a day of trou­ble, and of re­buke, and of blas­phe­my: for the chil­dren are come to the birth, and there is not strength to bring forth. 4 It may be the LORD thy God will hear the words of Rab­shakeh, whom the king of As­syr­ia his mas­ter hath sent to re­proach the liv­ing God, and will re­prove the words which the LORD thy God hath heard: where­fore lift up thy prayer for the rem­nant that is left. 5 So the ser­vants of king Hezeki­ah came to Isa­iah. 6 And Isa­iah said unto them, Thus shall ye say unto your mas­ter, Thus saith the LORD, Be not afraid of the words that thou hast heard, where­with the ser­vants of the king of As­syr­ia have blas­phemed me. 7 Be­hold, I will send a blast upon him, and he shall hear a ru­mour, and re­turn to his own land; and I will cause him to fall by the sword in his own land. 8 So Rab­shakeh re­turned, and found the king of As­syr­ia war­ring against Lib­nah: for he had heard that he was de­part­ed from Lachish. 9 And he heard say con­cern­ing Tirhakah king of Ethiopia, He is come forth to make war with thee. And when he heard it, he sent mes­sen­gers to Hezeki­ah, say­ing, 10 Thus shall ye speak to Hezeki­ah king of Ju­dah, say­ing, Let not thy God, in whom thou trustest, de­ceive thee, say­ing, Jerusalem shall not be giv­en into the hand of the king of As­syr­ia. 11 Be­hold, thou hast heard what the kings of As­syr­ia have done to all lands by de­stroy­ing them ut­ter­ly; and shalt thou be de­liv­ered? 12 Have the gods of the na­tions de­liv­ered them which my fa­thers have de­stroyed, as Gozan, and Ha­ran, and Rezeph, and the chil­dren of Eden which were in Telas­sar? 13 Where is the king of Hamath, and the king of Arphad, and the king of the city of Sephar­vaim, Hena, and Ivah? 14 And Hezeki­ah re­ceived the let­ter from the hand of the mes­sen­gers, and read it: and Hezeki­ah went up unto the house of the LORD, and spread it be­fore the LORD. 15 And Hezeki­ah prayed unto the LORD, say­ing, 16 O LORD of hosts, God of Is­rael, that dwellest between the cheru­bims, thou art the God, even thou alone, of all the king­doms of the earth: thou hast made heav­en and earth. 17 In­cline thine ear, O LORD, and hear; open thine eyes, O LORD, and see: and hear all the words of Sen­nacherib, which hath sent to re­proach the liv­ing God. 18 Of a truth, LORD, the kings of As­syr­ia have laid waste all the na­tions, and their coun­tries, 19 And have cast their gods into the fire: for they were no gods, but the work of men's hands, wood and stone: there­fore they have de­stroyed them. 20 Now there­fore, O LORD our God, save us from his hand, that all the king­doms of the earth may know that thou art the LORD, even thou on­ly. 21 Then Isa­iah the son of Amoz sent unto Hezeki­ah, say­ing, Thus saith the LORD God of Is­rael, Where­as thou hast prayed to me against Sen­nacherib king of As­syr­ia: 22 This is the word which the LORD hath spo­ken con­cern­ing him; The vir­gin, the daugh­ter of Zion, hath de­spised thee, and laughed thee to scorn; the daugh­ter of Jerusalem hath shak­en her head at thee. 23 Whom hast thou re­proached and blas­phemed? and against whom hast thou ex­alt­ed thy voice, and lift­ed up thine eyes on high? even against the Holy One of Is­rael. 24 By thy ser­vants hast thou re­proached the Lord, and hast said, By the mul­ti­tude of my char­i­ots am I come up to the height of the moun­tains, to the sides of Lebanon; and I will cut down the tall cedars there­of, and the choice fir trees there­of: and I will en­ter into the height of his bor­der, and the for­est of his Carmel. 25 I have digged, and drunk wa­ter; and with the sole of my feet have I dried up all the rivers of the be­sieged places. 26 Hast thou not heard long ago, how I have done it; and of an­cient times, that I have formed it? now have I brought it to pass, that thou shouldest be to lay waste de­fenced cities into ru­inous heaps. 27 There­fore their in­hab­i­tants were of small pow­er, they were dis­mayed and con­found­ed: they were as the grass of the field, and as the green herb, as the grass on the house­tops, and as corn blast­ed be­fore it be grown up. 28 But I know thy abode, and thy go­ing out, and thy com­ing in, and thy rage against me. 29 Be­cause thy rage against me, and thy tu­mult, is come up into mine ears, there­fore will I put my hook in thy nose, and my bri­dle in thy lips, and I will turn thee back by the way by which thou camest. 30 And this shall be a sign unto thee, Ye shall eat this year such as groweth of it­self; and the sec­ond year that which springeth of the same: and in the third year sow ye, and reap, and plant vine­yards, and eat the fruit there­of. 31 And the rem­nant that is es­caped of the house of Ju­dah shall again take root down­ward, and bear fruit up­ward: 32 For out of Jerusalem shall go forth a rem­nant, and they that es­cape out of mount Zion: the zeal of the LORD of hosts shall do this. 33 There­fore thus saith the LORD con­cern­ing the king of As­syr­ia, He shall not come into this city, nor shoot an ar­row there, nor come be­fore it with shields, nor cast a bank against it. 34 By the way that he came, by the same shall he re­turn, and shall not come into this city, saith the LORD. 35 For I will de­fend this city to save it for mine own sake, and for my ser­vant David's sake. 36 Then the an­gel of the LORD went forth, and smote in the camp of the As­syr­i­ans a hun­dred and fourscore and five thou­sand: and when they arose ear­ly in the morn­ing, be­hold, they were all dead corpses. 37 So Sen­nacherib king of As­syr­ia de­part­ed, and went and re­turned, and dwelt at Nin­eveh. 38 And it came to pass, as he was wor­ship­ping in the house of Nis­roch his god, that Adram­m­elech and Sharez­er his sons smote him with the sword; and they es­caped into the land of Ar­me­nia: and Esarhad­don his son reigned in his stead.