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Isaiah 47:1

The Passion Translation

“Get down from your throne and sit in the dust, O Miss Babylon! Sit on the ground where you belong, not on a throne, O Miss Chaldea! For you will never be described again as ‘delicate and dainty.’

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Listen, O Babylon, you evil destroyer! The one who destroys you will be rewarded above all others. You will be repaid for what you’ve done to us.

To the humble you bring heaven’s deliverance, but the proud and haughty you disregard.

You’ve made my regal splendor to decrease and allowed my rule to be overthrown.

This is the prophecy against Babylon that God revealed to Isaiah, son of Amoz:

Therefore, I will make the heavens shudder and the earth shake from its foundation because of the wrath of the Lord, Commander of Angel Armies, in the day of his fierce anger.

The Lord Yahweh will most certainly show tender mercy to the Israelites. He will choose them again and settle them in their own land. Even foreigners will accompany them and join with the Jewish people.

Here is a prophecy concerning Babylon, the Desert by the Sea: As whirlwinds rushing in from the southland, an invader comes in from the desert, from a land to be feared.

He said, “Fair Sidon, the oppressed one, your celebrating is over. Rise and cross over to Cyprus; even there you will find no rest.”

He knocks down the high and mighty, and the lofty city he humbles and levels down to the dust,

Cries of mourning will be heard at the city gates; with the anguish of such great loss, she will sit down and grieve in the dirt.

this is what I, Yahweh, decree concerning him: “ ‘The virgin daughter of Zion despises you and ridicules you. My daughter, Jerusalem, tosses her head back and makes fun of you!

Arise and shake off your dust! Sit enthroned, Jerusalem! Break off your shackles of bondage from your neck, you captive daughter of Zion!

Say to King Jehoiachin and his mother, “Come down from your high thrones and take a humble seat, for your glorious crown has tumbled off your heads.”

Go ahead—try to find some healing medicine in Gilead, you frail, unfortunate people of Egypt! None of your medicine will do you any good.

You who live in Fair Dibon, come down from your prideful place and sit in the dust. For the destroyer of Moab has come up against you and has destroyed your fortresses.

Yahweh spoke to me this prophecy against mighty Babylon, the land of the Chaldeans:

Armed with bows and scimitars, they are merciless and without compassion. The sound of their armies riding their horses is like the roaring sea. The cavalry is in battle formation and ready to attack you, Fair Babylon.

Yahweh says, “I will stir up the spirit of a destroyer to fight against Babylon and the heart of my enemies.

For Yahweh, the God of Israel, Commander of Angel Armies, says to you: “When people trample down the threshing place, the time of threshing is not far off. The time to harvest Fair Babylon is almost here!”

“We were mocked and ashamed; we were covered with disgrace because foreigners had entered the temple of Yahweh’s holy places.”

The elders of beloved Zion sit mute on the ground. They have thrown dust on their heads and put on sackcloth. The young virgins of Jerusalem bow their heads in sorrow to the ground.

“Both children and the elderly alike are lying dead in the dusty streets. My young men and maidens have both fallen by the sword. You have killed them on the day of your anger; you slaughtered them without mercy.

Those who used to feast on delicacies now lie dying in the streets. Those who were raised in luxury now huddle in garbage dumps.

All the princes of the sea will vacate their thrones, laying aside their regal robes and embroidered cloaks. They will clothe themselves with trembling as they sit on the ground, stunned at your fate.

Your heart became swollen with pride because of your beauty; your thirst for glory corrupted your wisdom. So, I hurled you down to the earth, and displayed you as a warning to other kings.

With the same measure she exalted herself and lived luxuriously, give her that measure of torment and grief, because she said in her heart, ‘I am no widow; I rule as a queen! I will never experience grief.’




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