Isaiah 25:1
Verse 1 of 12. The 25th of 66 chapters in Isaiah, in The Major Prophets.
1The LORD, you are my God. I will exalt you! I will praise your name, for you have done wonderful things, things planned long ago, in complete faithfulness and truth.
2For you have made a city into a heap, a fortified city into a ruin, a palace of strangers to be no city. It will never be built.
3Therefore a strong people will glorify you. A city of awesome nations will fear you.
4For you have been a stronghold to the poor, a stronghold to the needy in his distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from the heat, when the blast of the dreaded ones is like a storm against the wall.
5As the heat in a dry place you will bring down the noise of strangers; as the heat by the shade of a cloud, the song of the dreaded ones will be brought low.
World English Bible. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.