Now after the sixty-two weeks, an anointed one will be cut off and have nothing. 1 As for the city and the sanctuary, the people of the coming prince will destroy 2 them. But his end will come speedily 3 like a flood. 4 Until the end of the war that has been decreed there will be destruction.
Then 1 one who appeared to be a human being 2 was touching my lips. I opened my mouth and started to speak, saying to the one who was standing before me, “Sir, 3 due to the vision, anxiety has gripped me and I have no strength.
They will not pour out drink offerings of wine to the Lord; they will not please him with their sacrifices. Their sacrifices will be like bread eaten while in mourning; all those who eat them will make themselves ritually unclean. For their bread will be only to satisfy their appetite; it will not come into the temple of the Lord.
Even though he flourishes like a reed plant, 1 a scorching east wind will come, a wind from the Lord rising up from the desert. As a result, his spring will dry up; 2 his well will become dry. That wind 3 will spoil all his delightful foods in the containers in his storehouse.
I listened and my stomach churned; 1 the sound made my lips quiver. My frame went limp, as if my bones were decaying, 2 and I shook as I tried to walk. 3 I long 4 for the day of distress to come upon 5 the people who attack us.
But I have nothing definite 1 to write to my lord 2 about him. 3 Therefore I have brought him before you all, and especially before you, King Agrippa, 4 so that after this preliminary hearing 5 I may have something to write.