For you have turned the city into a pile of rocks, a fortified city into ruins; the fortress of barbarians is no longer a city; it will never be rebuilt.
They threw dust on their heads and kept crying out, weeping, and mourning, Woe, woe, the great city, where all those who have ships on the sea became rich from her wealth; for in a single hour she was destroyed.
No one will be able to retrieve a cornerstone or a foundation stone from you, because you will become desolate for ever. This is the Lord’s declaration.
Look at the land of the Chaldeans – a people who no longer exist. Assyria destined it for desert creatures. They set up their siege towers and stripped its palaces. They made it a ruin.
Look, riders come – horsemen in pairs.’ And he answered, saying, ‘Babylon has fallen, has fallen. All the images of her gods have been shattered on the ground.’
‘I will make her a swampland and a region for herons, and I will sweep her away with the broom of destruction.’ This is the declaration of the Lord of Armies.
You are to gather all its spoil in the middle of the city square and completely burn the city and all its spoil for the Lord your God. The city is to remain a mound of ruins for ever; it is not to be rebuilt.
The fortress disappears from Ephraim, and a kingdom from Damascus. The remnant of Aram will be like the splendour of the Israelites. This is the declaration of the Lord of Armies.
For he has humbled those who live in lofty places – an inaccessible city. He brings it down; he brings it down to the ground; he throws it to the dust.
For the fortified city will be desolate, pastures deserted and abandoned like a wilderness. Calves will graze there, and there they will spread out and strip its branches.
For the palace will be deserted, the busy city abandoned. The hill and the watchtower will become barren places for ever, the joy of wild donkeys, and a pasture for flocks,
Her palaces will be overgrown with thorns; her fortified cities, with thistles and briars. She will become a dwelling for jackals, an abode for ostriches.
Have you not heard? I designed it long ago; I planned it in days gone by. I have now brought it to pass, and you have crushed fortified cities into piles of rubble.
It will never be inhabited or lived in from generation to generation; a nomad will not pitch his tent there, and shepherds will not let their flocks rest there.