Their troops will fall wounded in the streets of Babylon.
Those who are captured will be killed by a sword.
But you will be left unburied, just another dead body lying underfoot like a broken branch. You will be one of many killed in battle and gone down to the deep rocky pit.
Soon, even your best soldiers will lie dead in your streets. I, the LORD All-Powerful, have spoken.
People of Babylon, I, the LORD, promise that even your best soldiers will lie dead in the streets.
Then your chariot horses and the foreigners in your army will refuse to go into battle, and the enemy will carry away everything you treasure.
Although Babylon's walls reach to the sky, the army I send will destroy that city. I, the LORD, have spoken.