Let not the archer bend his bow, and let him not array himself in his coat of mail. Do not spare her young men; utterly destroy her entire army.
Happy shall they be who take your little ones and dash them against the rock!
Harness the horses; mount the steeds! Take your stations with helmets on, whet the lances, put on coats of mail!
Take up your positions around Babylon, all you who bend the bow; shoot at her; spare no arrows, for she has sinned against the Lord.
Go up to the land of Merathaim; go up against her, and attack the inhabitants of Pekod and utterly destroy the last of them, says the Lord; do all that I have commanded you.
Kill all her bulls; let them go down to the slaughter. Alas for them, their day has come, the time of their punishment!
Though Babylon should mount up to heaven, and though she should fortify her strong height, from me destroyers would come upon her, says the Lord.
“Death has come up into our windows; it has entered our palaces to cut off the children from the streets and the young men from the squares.”
In the street the sword shall bereave, and in the chambers terror for young man and woman alike, nursing child and old gray head.
For judgment will be without mercy to anyone who has shown no mercy; mercy triumphs over judgment.