1 “Come down and sit in the dust, O maiden daughter of Baḇel. Sit on the ground without a throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans! For no more do they call you tender and delicate.
2 “Take the millstones and grind flour. Remove your veil, lift up the skirt, uncover the leg, pass through rivers.
3 “Let your nakedness be uncovered, let your shame also be exposed. I take vengeance, and meet no man.”
4 Our Redeemer, יהוה of hosts is His Name, the Set-apart One of Yisra’ĕl.
5 “Sit silent, and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans! For no more do they call you Mistress of Reigns.
6 “I was wroth with My people, I have profaned My inheritance and I gave them into your hand. You showed them no compassion, you made your yoke very heavy on the elderly.