1 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 more be calledtender and delicate.
2 Take the millstones and grind flour, put off your veil,strip off your robe, uncover your legs,pass through the rivers.
3 Your nakedness shall be uncovered,and your disgrace shall be seen.I will take vengeance,and I will spare no one.
4 Our Redeemer—the Lord of hosts is his name—is the Holy One of Israel.
5 Sit in silence, and go into darkness,O daughter of the Chaldeans;for you shall no more be called the mistress of kingdoms.
6 I was angry with my people;I profaned my heritage;I gave them into your hand; you showed them no mercy;on the aged you made your yoke exceedingly heavy.