BSB(i)
4 My heart falters; fear makes me tremble. The twilight of my desire has turned to horror.
5 They prepare a table, they lay out a carpet, they eat, they drink! Rise up, O princes, oil the shields!
6 For this is what the Lord says to me: “Go, post a lookout and have him report what he sees.
7 When he sees chariots with teams of horsemen, riders on donkeys, riders on camels, he must be alert, fully alert.”
8 Then the lookout shouted: “Day after day, my lord, I stand on the watchtower; night after night I stay at my post.
9 Look, here come the riders, horsemen in pairs.” And one answered, saying: “Fallen, fallen is Babylon! All the images of her gods lie shattered on the ground!”