Terrified at her torment, they will stand far off1 and cry: " 'Woe! Woe, O great city,2 O Babylon, city of power! In one hour3 your doom has come!'
"The merchants4 of the earth will weep and mourn5 over her because no one buys their cargoes any more6--
cargoes of gold, silver, precious stones and pearls; fine linen, purple, silk and scarlet cloth; every sort of citron wood, and articles of every kind made of ivory, costly wood, bronze, iron and marble;713
cargoes of cinnamon and spice, of incense, myrrh and frankincense, of wine and olive oil, of fine flour and wheat; cattle and sheep; horses and carriages; and bodies and souls of men.8