Desolate Daughter Babylon, you shall be destroyed, blessed the one who pays you back what you have done us!
Oracle on the wastelands by the sea: Like whirlwinds sweeping through the Negeb, it comes from the desert, from the fearful land.
I say of Cyrus, My shepherd! He carries out my every wish, Saying of Jerusalem, “Let it be rebuilt,” and of the temple, “Lay its foundations.”
The word the Lord spoke against Babylon, against the land of the Chaldeans, through Jeremiah the prophet:
Call archers out against Babylon, all who bend the bow; Encamp around them; let no one escape. Repay them for their deeds; what they have done, do to them, For they insulted the Lord, the Holy One of Israel.
Then the angel who spoke with me advanced as another angel came out to meet him
Rejoice over her, heaven, you holy ones, apostles, and prophets. For God has judged your case against her.”
Pay her back as she has paid others. Pay her back double for her deeds. Into her cup pour double what she poured.