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73 lines
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# Chapter 47
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1 Come down and sit in the dust,
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O virgin daughter of Babylon;
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sit on the ground without a throne,
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O daughter of the Chaldeans!
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For you shall no more be called
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tender and delicate.
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2 Take the millstones and grind flour,
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put off your veil,
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strip off your robe, uncover your legs,
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pass through the rivers.
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3 Your nakedness shall be uncovered,
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and your disgrace shall be seen.
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I will take vengeance,
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and I will spare no one.
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4 Our Redeemer—the Lord of hosts is his name—
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is the Holy One of Israel.
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5 Sit in silence, and go into darkness,
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O daughter of the Chaldeans;
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for you shall no more be called
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the mistress of kingdoms.
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6 I was angry with my people;
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I profaned my heritage;
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I gave them into your hand;
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you showed them no mercy;
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on the aged you made your yoke exceedingly heavy.
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7 You said, “I shall be mistress forever,”
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so that you did not lay these things to heart
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or remember their end.
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8 Now therefore hear this, you lover of pleasures,
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who sit securely,
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who say in your heart,
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“I am, and there is no one besides me;
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I shall not sit as a widow
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or know the loss of children”:
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9 These two things shall come to you
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in a moment, in one day;
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the loss of children and widowhood
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shall come upon you in full measure,
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in spite of your many sorceries
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and the great power of your enchantments.
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10 You felt secure in your wickedness;
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you said, “No one sees me”;
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your wisdom and your knowledge led you astray,
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and you said in your heart,
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“I am, and there is no one besides me.”
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11 But evil shall come upon you,
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which you will not know how to charm away;
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disaster shall fall upon you,
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for which you will not be able to atone;
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and ruin shall come upon you suddenly,
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of which you know nothing.
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12 Stand fast in your enchantments
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and your many sorceries,
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with which you have labored from your youth;
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perhaps you may be able to succeed;
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perhaps you may inspire terror.
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13 You are wearied with your many counsels;
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let them stand forth and save you,
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those who divide the heavens,
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who gaze at the stars,
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who at the new moons make known
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what shall come upon you.
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14 Behold, they are like stubble;
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the fire consumes them;
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they cannot deliver themselves
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from the power of the flame.
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No coal for warming oneself is this,
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no fire to sit before!
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15 Such to you are those with whom you have labored,
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who have done business with you from your youth;
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they wander about, each in his own direction;
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there is no one to save you. |