Lament for Babylon
“Come down and sit in the dust,
O virgin daughter of Babylon;
Sit on the ground without a throne,
O daughter of the Chaldeans!
For you shall no longer be called tender and delicate.
2 Take the millstones and grind flour.
Uncover your veil, strip off the skirt,
Uncover the leg, cross the rivers.
3 Your nakedness will be uncovered;
Your reproach also will be seen;
I will take vengeance and will not spare a man.”
4 Our Redeemer, Yahweh of hosts is His name,
The Holy One of Israel.
5 “Sit silently, and go into darkness,
O daughter of the Chaldeans,
For you will no longer be called
The queen of kingdoms.
6 I was furious with My people;
I profaned My inheritance
And gave them into your hand.
You did not show compassion to them,
On the aged you made your yoke very heavy.
7 Yet you said, ‘I will be a queen forever.’
These things you did not put on your heart
Nor remember the outcome of them.