Isaiah 47
1 [“] Go down and sit in the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon! Sit on the ground without a throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans! For no longer will they call you tender and delicate.
2 Take the millstones and grind flour! Uncover your veil [and] strip away [your] skirt; uncover [your] thigh; pass over the rivers!
3 Your nakedness will be uncovered—indeed, your shame will be seen! I will take vengeance, and no man will I meet.”
4 Our Redeemer—YHWH of hosts [is] His name—[is] the Holy One of Israel.
5 “Sit in silence and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans! For you no longer will be called Queen of Kingdoms.
6 I was angry with My people; I have profaned My heritage and I have given them into your hand. You did not appoint for them acts of mercy; upon the elderly you made your yoke very heavy.
7 And you said, ‘Forever will I be, queen!’ For you did not set these [things] upon [your] heart, and you did not consider its end.
8 And now, hear this, O luxurious one, dwelling in security, the one saying in her heart, ‘[It is] I and no one else! I will not sit [as] a widow, and I will not know bereavement.’
9 And these two things will come to you in a moment, in a single day: Bereavement and widowhood. In full measure they will come upon you in the multitude of your sorceries, in the great abundance of you spells.
10 For you have trusted in your wickedness; and you have said, ‘There is none seeing me!’ Your wisdom and your knowledge, it has turned you away, so that you have said in your heart, ‘[It is] I, and no one else!’
11 And evil will come upon you, [and] you will not know its dawning; and disaster will fall upon you; you will not be able to wipe it away—and it will come upon you suddenly, devastation [that] you do not know!
12 Stand now with your spells, and with the multitude of your sorceries with which you have labored from your youth! Perhaps you will be able to profit, perhaps you will inspire terror!
13 You are wearied by the multitude of your counselors; let them stand up now and save you—those who divide up the heavens, and those gazing on the stars, declaring by month what will come upon you!
14 Behold, they have become like stubble, [and] the fire burns them [up]; they will not deliver their soul from the hand of the flame—[there is] not a coal to warm, [nor] fire to sit before it!
15 Thus they have become to you—those [with] whom you have labored and traded from youth! Each man in his direction, they go astray; none can save you.