A sound of an outcry comes from Babylon, and great destruction from the land of the Chaldeans,
My heart shall cry out for Moab; his fugitives shall flee to Zoar, like a three-year-old heifer. For by the Ascent of Luhith they shall go up with weeping; for in the way of Horonaim they shall raise up a cry of destruction,
You bring down the noise of strangers, as heat in drought; as the heat by the shadow of a cloud, the song of the ruthless ones shall be brought low.
A noise of battle is in the land, and great destruction.
Slay all her bulls, let them go down to the slaughter. Woe to them! For their day has come, the time of their punishment.
The king of Babylon has heard the report of them, and his hands were feeble. Anguish took hold of him, and pangs as of a woman in labor.
At the shout, “Babylon has been seized!” the earth is shaken, and the outcry is heard among the nations.
On that day, says the Lord, a cry will be heard from the Fish Gate, a wail from the Second Quarter, and a loud crash from the hills.