11 But upon you shall come an evilyou will not be able to charm away;Upon you shall fall a disasteryou cannot ward off.Upon you shall suddenly comea ruin you cannot imagine.
12 Keep on with your spellsand your many sorceries,at which you toiled from your youth.Perhaps you can prevail,perhaps you can strike terror!
13 You wore yourself out with so many consultations!Let the astrologers stand forth to save you,The stargazers who forecast at each new moonwhat would happen to you.
14 See, they are like stubble,fire consumes them;They cannot deliver themselvesfrom the spreading flames.This is no warming ember,no fire to sit before!
15 Thus do your wizards serve youwith whom you have toiled from your youth;They wander their separate ways,with none to save you.