1 Come down, sit in the dust,virgin daughter Babylon;Sit on the ground, dethroned,daughter of the Chaldeans.No longer shall you be calleddainty and delicate.
2 Take the millstone and grind flour,remove your veil;Strip off your skirt, bare your legs,cross through the streams.
3 Your nakedness shall be uncovered,and your shame be seen;I will take vengeance,I will yield to no entreaty,says
4 our redeemer,Whose name is the Lord of hosts,the Holy One of Israel.
5 Go into darkness and sit in silence,daughter of the Chaldeans,No longer shall you be calledsovereign mistress of kingdoms.
6 Angry at my people,I profaned my heritageAnd gave them into your power;but you showed them no mercy;Upon the agedyou laid a very heavy yoke.