your mother will be utterly disappointed.
She who bore you will be confounded.
Behold, she will be the least of the nations, a wilderness, a dry land, and a desert.
Because of the LORD’s wrath she won’t be inhabited, but she will be wholly desolate.
Everyone who goes by Babylon will be astonished, and hiss at all her plagues.
Set yourselves in array against Babylon all around, all you who bend the bow; shoot at her.
Spare no arrows, for she has sinned against the LORD.