Es 25 (King James)

¹ O Lord, thou art my God; I will exalt thee, I will praise thy name; for thou hast done wonderful things; thy counsels of old are faithfulness and truth.
² For thou hast made of a city an heap; of a defenced city a ruin: a palace of strangers to be no city; it shall never be built.
³ Therefore shall the strong people glorify thee, the city of the terrible nations shall fear thee.
⁴ For thou hast been a strength to the poor, a strength to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shadow from the heat, when the blast of the terrible ones is as a storm against the wall.
⁵ Thou shalt bring down the noise of strangers, as the heat in a dry place; even the heat with the shadow of a cloud: the branch of the terrible ones shall be brought low.
⁶ And in this mountain shall the LORD of hosts make unto all people a feast of fat things, a feast of wines on the lees, of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.
⁷ And he will destroy in this mountain the face of the covering cast over all people, and the vail that is spread over all nations.
⁸ He will swallow up death in victory; and the Lord GOD will wipe away tears from off all faces; and the rebuke of his people shall he take away from off all the earth: for the LORD hath spoken it.
⁹ And it shall be said in that day, Lo, this is our God; we have waited for him, and he will save us: this is the LORD; we have waited for him, we will be glad and rejoice in his salvation.
¹⁰ For in this mountain shall the hand of the LORD rest, and Moab shall be trodden down under him, even as straw is trodden down for the dunghill.
¹¹ And he shall spread forth his hands in the midst of them, as he that swimmeth spreadeth forth his hands to swim: and he shall bring down their pride together with the spoils of their hands.
¹² And the fortress of the high fort of thy walls shall he bring down, lay low, and bring to the ground, even to the dust.

Es 25 (Vulgate)

¹ [Domine, Deus meus es tu ; exaltabo te, et confitebor nomini tuo : quoniam fecisti mirabilia, cogitationes antiquas fideles. Amen.
² Quia posuisti civitatem in tumulum, urbem fortem in ruinam, domum alienorum : ut non sit civitas, et in sempiternum non ædificetur.
³ Super hoc laudabit te populus fortis ; civitas gentium robustarum timebit te :
⁴ quia factus es fortitudo pauperi, fortitudo egeno in tribulatione sua, spes a turbine, umbraculum ab æstu ; spiritus enim robustorum quasi turbo impellens parietem.
⁵ Sicut æstus in siti, tumultum alienorum humiliabis ; et quasi calore sub nube torrente, propaginem fortium marcescere facies.
⁶ Et faciet Dominus exercituum omnibus populis in monte hoc convivium pinguium, convivium vindemiæ, pinguium medullatorum, vindemiæ defæcatæ.
⁷ Et præcipitabit in monte isto faciem vinculi colligati super omnes populos, et telam quam orditus est super omnes nationes.
⁸ Præcipitabit mortem in sempiternum ; et auferet Dominus Deus lacrimam ab omni facie, et opprobrium populi sui auferet de universa terra : quia Dominus locutus est.]
⁹ [Et dicet in die illa : Ecce Deus noster iste ; exspectavimus eum, et salvabit nos ; iste Dominus, sustinuimus eum : exsultabimus, et lætabimur in salutari ejus.
¹⁰ Quia requiescet manus Domini in monte isto ; et triturabitur Moab sub eo, sicuti teruntur paleæ in plaustro.
¹¹ Et extendet manus suas sub eo sicut extendit natans ad natandum ; et humiliabit gloriam ejus cum allisione manuum ejus.
¹² Et munimenta sublimium murorum tuorum concident, et humiliabuntur, et detrahentur in terram usque ad pulverem.]