For the Lord lays Babylon waste, silences her loud cry, Waves roaring like mighty waters, a clamor resounding.
Had not the Lord been with us, when people rose against us,
Then the waters would have engulfed us, the torrent overwhelmed us;
Praised be the Lord, I exclaim! I have been delivered from my enemies.
You are robed in power, you set up the mountains by your might.
Save me, God, for the waters have reached my neck.
Oracle on Moab: Laid waste in a night, Ar of Moab is destroyed; Laid waste in a night, Kir of Moab is destroyed.
But God shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far away, Driven like chaff on the mountains before a wind, like tumbleweed before a storm.
Go into darkness and sit in silence, daughter of the Chaldeans, No longer shall you be called sovereign mistress of kingdoms.
Among them I will put to an end the song of joy and the song of gladness, the voice of the bridegroom and the voice of the bride, the sound of the millstone and the light of the lamp.
against Babylon the sea rises, she is overwhelmed by roaring waves!
therefore thus says the Lord God: See! I am coming against you, Tyre; I will churn up against you many nations, just as the sea churns up its waves.
“There will be signs in the sun, the moon, and the stars, and on earth nations will be in dismay, perplexed by the roaring of the sea and the waves.
Then he said to me, “The waters that you saw where the harlot lives represent large numbers of peoples, nations, and tongues.