You are my war club, my weapon of battle: with you I smash nations; with you I destroy kingdoms;
with you I smash the horse and its rider; with you I smash the chariot and the charioteer;
with you I smash man and woman; with you I smash the old man and the boy; with you I smash the young man and the girl;
with you I smash shepherds and their flocks; with you I smash farmers and their teams; with you I smash governors and deputies.
I will repay Babylon and all the inhabitants of Chaldea before your very eyes for all the wrong that they have done in Zion, says the Lord.
I am against you, O destroying mountain, says the Lord, that destroys the whole earth; I will stretch out my hand against you, and roll you down from the crags, and make you a burned-out mountain.
No stone shall be taken from you for a corner and no stone for a foundation, but you shall be a perpetual waste, says the Lord.
Raise a standard in the land, blow the trumpet among the nations; prepare the nations for war against her, summon against her the kingdoms, Ararat, Minni, and Ashkenaz; appoint a marshal against her, bring up horses like bristling locusts.
Prepare the nations for war against her, the kings of the Medes, with their governors and deputies, and every land under their dominion.
The land trembles and writhes, for the Lord's purposes against Babylon stand, to make the land of Babylon a desolation, without inhabitant.
The warriors of Babylon have given up fighting, they remain in their strongholds; their strength has failed, they have become women; her buildings are set on fire, her bars are broken.