They continue to stumble; indeed, they have fallen over one another. They say, ‘Get up! Let us return to our people and to the land of our birth, away from the sword of the oppressor.’
As for those of you who survive, I will send a faintness into their hearts in the lands of their enemies, so that even t
“We tried to heal Babylon, but she could not be healed. Abandon her! Let each of us go to his own land, for her judgment
Even the mercenaries among her are like fattened calves. They too will turn back; together they will flee, they will not
“The swift cannot flee, and the warrior cannot escape! In the north by the River Euphrates they stumble and fall.
Cut off the sower from Babylon, and the one who wields the sickle at harvest time. In the face of the oppressor’s sword,