The oracle concerning the wilderness of the sea. As whirlwinds in the Negeb sweep on, it comes from the desert, from a terrible land.
A stern vision is told to me; the plunderer plunders, and the destroyer destroys. Go up, O Elam, lay siege, O Media; all the sighing she has caused I bring to an end.
Therefore my loins are filled with anguish; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in travail; I am bowed down so that I cannot hear, I am dismayed so that I cannot see.
My mind reels, horror has appalled me; the twilight I longed for has been turned for me into trembling.
They prepare the table, they spread the rugs, they eat, they drink. Arise, O princes, oil the shield!
For thus the Lord said to me: "Go, set a watchman, let him announce what he sees.
When he sees riders, horsemen in pairs, riders on asses, riders on camels, let him listen diligently, very diligently."
Then he who saw cried: "Upon a watchtower I stand, O Lord, continually by day, and at my post I am stationed whole nights.
And, behold, here come riders, horsemen in pairs!" And he answered, "Fallen, fallen is Babylon; and all the images of her gods he has shattered to the ground."
O my threshed and winnowed one, what I have heard from the LORD of hosts, the God of Israel, I announce to you.