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Jeremiah 51:29-33

29-33"The very land trembles in terror, writhes in pain,

terrorized by my plans against Babylon,

Plans to turn the country of Babylon

into a lifeless moonscape—a wasteland.

Babylon's soldiers have quit fighting.

They hide out in ruins and caves—

Cowards who've given up without a fight,

exposed as cowering milksops.

Babylon's houses are going up in flames,

the city gates torn off their hinges.

Runner after runner comes racing in,

each on the heels of the last,

Bringing reports to the king of Babylon

that his city is a lost cause.

The fords of the rivers are all taken.

Wildfire rages through the swamp grass.

Soldiers desert left and right.

I, God-of-the-Angel-Armies, said it would happen:

'Daughter Babylon is a threshing floor

at threshing time.

Soon, oh very soon, her harvest will come

and then the chaff will fly!'

34-37"Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon

chewed up my people and spit out the bones.

He wiped his dish clean, pushed back his chair,

and belched—a huge gluttonous belch.

Lady Zion says,

'The brutality done to me be done to Babylon!'

And Jerusalem says,

'The blood spilled from me be charged to the Chaldeans!'

Then I, God, step in and say,

'I'm on your side, taking up your cause.

I'm your Avenger. You'll get your revenge.

I'll dry up her rivers, plug up her springs.

Babylon will be a pile of rubble,

scavenged by stray dogs and cats,

A dumping ground for garbage,

a godforsaken ghost town.'