Isaiah 47

Come down, and sit in the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon, sit on the ground: there is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans: for thou shalt no more be called tender and delicate.

Humble yourself, pure child of Babylon, sit in the dirt. Your throne is gone, child of the Chaldeans. You'll no longer be known as gentle and fragile.

Take the millstones, and grind meal: uncover thy locks, make bare the leg, uncover the thigh, pass over the rivers.

Grasp the grindstone, make flour: let down your hair, bare your leg, reveal your thigh, cross the rivers.

Thy nakedness shall be uncovered, yea, thy shame shall be seen: I will take vengeance, and I will not meet thee as a man.

Your nakedness will be uncovered, your disgrace will be visible for all. I will take vengeance, and I won't approach you as a fellow human.

As for our redeemer, the LORD of hosts is his name, the Holy One of Israel.

Our savior, known as the LORD Almighty, is the Sacred One from Israel.

Sit thou silent, and get thee into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans: for thou shalt no more be called, The lady of kingdoms.

Be still and retreat into the shadows, O child of the Chaldeans. Your reign as the queen of kingdoms will be no more.

I was wroth with my people, I have polluted mine inheritance, and given them into thine hand: thou didst shew them no mercy; upon the ancient hast thou very heavily laid thy yoke.

I was angry with my people, I tainted my own legacy, and handed them over to you. But you showed them no kindness; you burdened the old ones with an unbearable load.

And thou saidst, I shall be a lady for ever: so that thou didst not lay these things to thy heart, neither didst remember the latter end of it.

You declared, "I'll be a queen forever," without considering the consequences or remembering that everything has an end.

Therefore hear now this, thou that art given to pleasures, that dwellest carelessly, that sayest in thine heart, I am, and none else beside me; I shall not sit as a widow, neither shall I know the loss of children:

Listen closely, you who live for pleasure and carelessly believe you're invincible, thinking you'll never experience loneliness or the pain of losing a child.

But these two things shall come to thee in a moment in one day, the loss of children, and widowhood: they shall come upon thee in their perfection for the multitude of thy sorceries, and for the great abundance of thine enchantments.

Suddenly, in a single day, you'll face two tragedies - losing your children and becoming a widow. These will hit you hard due to your numerous wrongdoings and excessive reliance on magic.

For thou hast trusted in thy wickedness: thou hast said, None seeth me. Thy wisdom and thy knowledge, it hath perverted thee; and thou hast said in thine heart, I am, and none else beside me.

You've relied on your wrongdoings, thinking no one sees. Your wisdom and knowledge have led you astray, making you believe you're all that exists.

Therefore shall evil come upon thee; thou shalt not know from whence it riseth: and mischief shall fall upon thee; thou shalt not be able to put it off: and desolation shall come upon thee suddenly, which thou shalt not know.

Trouble will find you unexpectedly, its source unknown to you. Misfortune will befall you, and you won't be able to avoid it. Suddenly, you'll be left in ruins, caught off guard.

Stand now with thine enchantments, and with the multitude of thy sorceries, wherein thou hast laboured from thy youth; if so be thou shalt be able to profit, if so be thou mayest prevail.

Now, use your magic and all your tricks that you've worked on since you were young. See if they can benefit you or if they can help you succeed.

Thou art wearied in the multitude of thy counsels. Let now the astrologers, the stargazers, the monthly prognosticators, stand up, and save thee from these things that shall come upon thee.

You're exhausted from all your advice. Now, let those who read the stars and predict the future try to save you from what's coming.

Behold, they shall be as stubble; the fire shall burn them; they shall not deliver themselves from the power of the flame: there shall not be a coal to warm at, nor fire to sit before it.

Look, they'll be like dry straw; the fire will consume them. They won't escape the flame's grip. There won't be a single ember to provide warmth, nor a fire to sit by.

Thus shall they be unto thee with whom thou hast laboured, even thy merchants, from thy youth: they shall wander every one to his quarter; none shall save thee.

Those you've worked with all your life, your business partners since your youth, will abandon you. They'll each go their own way, and no one will be there to rescue you.