RF MIC 4:1 In Spite of Its Apostasy, the Church of God is Promised Change of Mind and Restoration.
But it shall be, at the End of the Times,
This Hill of the House of the LORD
Shall be fixed as the Chief of the Hills,
And higher shall be than the heights
And to it all Peoples shall flow!
RF MIC 4:2 Many Nations advance and exclaim,
"Let us go to the Hill of the LORD,
To the Temple where Jacob's GOD dwells,
And learn of His way, and pursue"—
For from Zion the law shall proceed,
And the LORD from Jerusalem speak,
RF MIC 4:3 And govern among many Peoples,
And decree to Fierce Nations afar,
To beat out their swords into ploughshares,
And their spears into scythes,
Nor Nation raise sword against Nation,
Nor ever more learn to make war.
RF MIC 4:4 Then each shall rest under his vine,
And under his fig without fear,—
As the mouth of the LORD has decreed.
RF MIC 4:5 For then all the Peoples will walk,
Each one in the power of its GOD;
And we also shall walk in the power of the LORD,
For ever and ever with our GOD
RF MIC 4:6 The Divine Government Promised.
"At that time," says the Lord, "I will gather the maimed,
And cherish the mourner I grieved,
RF MIC 4:7 And make the disabled a Princedom,
And the banished a powerful Nation!
And the LORD reign with them on Mount Zion,
From then, and for ever and ever!
RF MIC 4:8 And you, Tower of the Flock,—
You fair Maiden of Zion!—
Produce your adornments, and come forth the Queen,
The Princess of Kingdoms, Jerusalem's daughter!
RF MIC 4:9 Then wherefore so bitterly wail?
Have you no king? Has your Counsellor failed?
That you writhe as in child-bearing pain?
RF MIC 4:10 Rush and writhe, Zion's daughter, in child-bearing woes,
You must now leave the City and dwell in the field,
And go onward to Babel—until I release,—
Where the LORD will redeem from the hand of your foe!
RF MIC 4:11 Though now many Nations assembled, assail,
Who shout, "Ravish!—And let our eyes see it in Zion!"—
RF MIC 4:12 But they know not the plans of the LORD,
And cannot perceive His intents
Till He heaps them like sheaves in a barn!—
RF MIC 4:13 Arise, Daughter of Zion! and thrash!
For I make your horn iron,
And I make your hoof steel,—
To break many Peoples to pieces,
And their splinters give up to the LORD,
And their dust to the Prince of the Earth!