Cut off the sower from Babylon, and the one who wields the sickle at harvest time. In the face of the oppressor’s sword, each will turn to his own people, each will flee to his own land.
“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
They continue to stumble; indeed, they have fallen over one another. They say, ‘Get up! Let us return to our people and
Like a hunted gazelle, like a sheep without a shepherd, each will return to his own people, each will flee to his native
Be dismayed, O farmers, wail, O vinedressers, over the wheat and barley, because the harvest of the field has perished.
With you I shatter the shepherd and his flock; with you I shatter the farmer and his oxen; with you I shatter the govern
Therefore this is what the LORD, the God of Hosts, the Lord, says: “There will be wailing in all the public squares and
He has left His den like a lion, for their land has been made a desolation by the sword of the oppressor, and because of