Isaiah 47

redi ushevi al-afar betulat bat-bavel shevi-la'arets en-kisse bat-kasdim ki lo tosifi yiqre'u-lakh rakkah va'anuggah

Get down, sit in the dust, Fair Maiden Babylon; Sit, dethroned, on the ground, O Fair Chaldea; Nevermore shall they call you The tender and dainty one.

qekhi rekhayim vetakhani qamakh galli tsammatekh khespi-shovel galli-shoq ivri neharot

Grasp the hand mill and grind meal. Remove your veil, Strip off your train, bare your leg, Wade through the rivers.

tiggal ervatekh gam tera'eh kherpatekh naqam eqqakh velo efga adam

Your nakedness shall be uncovered, And your shame shall be exposed. I will take vengeance, And let no one intercede.

go'alenu Adonai tseva'ot shemo qedosh yisra'el

Our Redeemer—whose name is GOD of Hosts— Is the Holy One of Israel.

shevi dumam uvo'i vakhoshekh bat-kasdim ki lo tosifi yiqre'u-lakh geveret mamlakhot

Sit silent; retire into darkness, O Fair Chaldea; Nevermore shall they call you Mistress of Kingdoms.

qatsafti al-ammi khillalti nakhalati va'ettenem beyadekh lo-samt lahem rakhamim al-zaqen hikhbadt ullekh me'od

I was angry at My people, I defiled My heritage; I put them into your hands, But you showed them no mercy. Even upon the aged you made Your yoke exceedingly heavy.

vattomeri le'olam ehyeh gevaret ad lo-samt elleh al-libbekh lo zakhart akharitah

You thought, “I shall always be The mistress still.” You did not take these things to heart, You gave no thought to the end of it.

ve'attah shimi-zot adinah hayyoshevet lavetakh ha'omerah bilvavah ani ve'afsi od lo eshev almanah velo eda shekhol

And now hear this, O pampered one— Who dwell in security, Who think to yourself, “I am, and there is none but me; I shall not become a widow Or know loss of children”—

vetavonah lakh shete-elleh rega beyom ekhad shekhol ve'almon ketummam ba'u alayikh berov keshafayikh be'otsmat khavarayikh me'od

These two things shall come upon you, Suddenly, in one day: Loss of children and widowhood Shall come upon you in full measure, Despite your many enchantments And all your countless spells.

vattivtekhi vera'atekh amart en ro'ani khokhmatekh vedatekh hi shovevatekh vattomeri velibbekh ani ve'afsi od

You were secure in your wickedness; You thought, “No one can see me.” It was your skill and your science That led you astray. And you thought to yourself, “I am, and there is none but me.”

uva alayikh ra'ah lo tede'i shakhrah vetippol alayikh hovah lo tukheli kapperah vetavo alayikh pitom sho'ah lo teda'i

Evil is coming upon you That you will not know how to charm away; Disaster is falling upon you That you will not be able to appease; Coming upon you suddenly Is ruin of which you know nothing.

imdi-na vakhavarayikh uverov keshafayikh ba'asher yaga'at minne'urayikh ulay tukheli ho'il ulay ta'arotsi

Stand up, with your spells and your many enchantments On which you labored since youth! Perhaps you’ll be able to profit, Perhaps you will find strength.

nilet berov atsatayikh ya'amdu-na veyoshi'ukh (hvrv) [hovere] shamayim hakhozim bakkokhavim modi'im lekhodashim me'asher yavo'u alayikh

You are helpless, despite all your art. Let them stand up and help you now, The scanners of heaven, the star-gazers, Who announce, month by month, Whatever will come upon you.

hinneh hayu kheqash esh serafatam lo-yatsilu et-nafsham miyyad lehavah en-gakhelet lakhmam ur lashevet negdo

See, they are become like straw, Fire consumes them; They cannot save themselves From the power of the flame; This is no coal for warming oneself, No fire to sit by!

ken hayu-lakh asher yaga'at sokharayikh minne'urayikh ish le'evro ta'u en moshi'ekh

This is what they have profited you— The traders you dealt with since youth— They have all wandered off on separate paths, There is none to save you.