A dire1 vision has been shown to me: The traitor betrays,2 the looter takes loot. Elam,3 attack! Media,4 lay siege! I will bring to an end all the groaning she caused.
At this my body is racked with pain,5 pangs seize me, like those of a woman in labor;6 I am staggered by what I hear, I am bewildered7 by what I see.
My heart8 falters, fear makes me tremble;9 the twilight I longed for has become a horror10 to me.
They set the tables, they spread the rugs, they eat, they drink!11 Get up, you officers, oil the shields!126
This is what the Lord says to me: "Go, post a lookout13 and have him report what he sees.
When he sees chariots14 with teams of horses, riders on donkeys or riders on camels,15 let him be alert, fully alert."
And the lookouta16 shouted, "Day after day, my lord, I stand on the watchtower; every night I stay at my post.
Look, here comes a man in a chariot17 with a team of horses. And he gives back the answer: 'Babylon18 has fallen,19 has fallen! All the images of its gods20 lie shattered21 on the ground!' "