The oracle begins with an exclamation directed to the land of whirring wings that lies beyond the rivers of Cush, which sends ambassadors by sea, in vessels of papyrus on the waters. The prophet tells the swift messengers to go to a nation tall and smooth-skinned, a people feared from afar, a nation mighty and conquering, whose land the rivers divide.
Then Isaiah addresses all the inhabitants of the world: when a signal is raised on the mountains, look, and when a trumpet is blown, listen. For the Lord has told him that he will quietly look from his dwelling, like clear heat in sunshine and like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.
Before the harvest, when the blossom is over and the flower becomes a ripening grape, the Lord will cut off the shoots with pruning knives and hew away the spreading branches. They will all be left to the birds of prey of the mountains and to the beasts of the earth; the birds will summer on them and the beasts will winter on them. At that time a gift will be brought to the Lord of hosts from a people tall and smooth-skinned, from a people feared from afar, a nation mighty and conquering, whose land the rivers divide, to the place of the name of the Lord of hosts, Mount Zion.