Isaiah 
 47
  -  "Go down, sit in the dust, Virgin Daughter 
    of Babylon; sit on the ground without a throne, Daughter of the Babylonians. 
    No more will you be called tender or delicate.
 
  -  Take millstones and grind flour; take off 
    your veil. Lift up your skirts, bare your legs, and wade through the streams.
 
  -  Your nakedness will be exposed and your 
    shame uncovered. I will take vengeance; I will spare no one."
 
  -  Our Redeemer -- 
    the LORD Almighty is his name -- 
    is the Holy One of Israel.
 
  -  "Sit in silence, go into darkness, 
    Daughter of the Babylonians; no more will you be called queen of kingdoms.
 
  -  I was angry with my people and desecrated 
    my inheritance; I gave them into your hand, and you showed them no mercy. 
    Even on the aged you laid a very heavy yoke.
 
  -  You said, 'I will continue forever 
    -- the eternal queen!' But you did not consider 
    these things or reflect on what might happen.
 
  -  "Now then, listen, you wanton creature, 
    lounging in your security and saying to yourself, 'I am, and there is none 
    besides me. I will never be a widow or suffer the loss of children.'
 
  -  Both of these will overtake you in a moment, 
    on a single day: loss of children and widowhood. They will come upon you in 
    full measure, in spite of your many sorceries and all your potent spells.
 
  -  You have trusted in your wickedness and 
    have said, 'No one sees me.' Your wisdom and knowledge mislead you when you 
    say to yourself, 'I am, and there is none besides me.'
 
  -  Disaster will come upon you, and you will 
    not know how to conjure it away. A calamity will fall upon you that you cannot 
    ward off with a ransom; a catastrophe you cannot foresee will suddenly come 
    upon you.
 
  -  "Keep on, then, with your magic spells 
    and with your many sorceries, which you have labored at since childhood. Perhaps 
    you will succeed, perhaps you will cause terror.
 
  -  All the counsel you have received has only 
    worn you out! Let your astrologers come forward, those stargazers who make 
    predictions month by month, let them save you from what is coming upon you.
 
  -  Surely they are like stubble; the fire will 
    burn them up. They cannot even save themselves from the power of the flame. 
    Here are no coals to warm anyone; here is no fire to sit by.
 
  -  That is all they can do for you -- these you 
    have labored with and trafficked with since childhood. Each of them goes on 
    in his error; there is not one that can save you. 
      
  
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