ECB(i)
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THE FALL OF BABEL
Descend, and sit in the dust; O virgin daughter of Babel, sit on the earth; there is no throne, O daughter of the Kesediym: for you add not to be called tender and delicate. 2 Take the millstones and grind flour; expose your veil; strip the train; expose the leg; pass over the rivers. 3 Your nakedness is exposed, yes, your reproach is seen: I take avengement, and I meet you not as a human. 4 Our redeemer - Yah Veh Sabaoth is his name - the Holy One of Yisra El. 5 Sit silent, and get into darkness, O daughter of the Kesediym: for they no more call you, The lady of sovereigndoms. 6 I enrage over my people; I profane my inheritance; and give them into your hand: you set them no mercies; you make your yoke on the aged mighty heavy. 7 And you say, I am a lady eternally: so that you neither set these to your heart nor rememer the latter end thereof. 8 And now hear this, you voluptuous one, who settles confidently; who says in your heart, I - final; I neither sit a widow, nor know bereavement. 9 And these two come to you in a blink in one day - bereavement and widowhood: they come on you in their integrity for the abundance of your sorceries, and for the mighty might of your charms: 10 for you confide in your evil: you say, No one sees me. Your wisdom and your knowledge turn you away; and you say in your heart, I - the final. 11 And evil comes on you; you know not the dawn thereof: and calamity falls on you; you are not able to kapar/atone: and devastation comes on you suddenly which you know not. 12 Stand, I beseech, with your charms and with the abundance of your sorceries wherein you labored from your youth; if perhaps you benefit; if perhaps you terrify. 13 You weary in the abundance of your counsels. I beseech you, have the horoscopists of the heavens, the seers of stars, the knowers of months stand up and save you from these that come on you. 14 Behold, they are as stubble; the fire burns them; they rescue not their souls from the hand of the flame: there is neither coal to heat, nor flame to sit in front of. 15 Thus are they with whom you labored to you - your merchants, from your youth: they wander every man beyond; your saviour is not.
THE FALL OF BABEL
Descend, and sit in the dust; O virgin daughter of Babel, sit on the earth; there is no throne, O daughter of the Kesediym: for you add not to be called tender and delicate. 2 Take the millstones and grind flour; expose your veil; strip the train; expose the leg; pass over the rivers. 3 Your nakedness is exposed, yes, your reproach is seen: I take avengement, and I meet you not as a human. 4 Our redeemer - Yah Veh Sabaoth is his name - the Holy One of Yisra El. 5 Sit silent, and get into darkness, O daughter of the Kesediym: for they no more call you, The lady of sovereigndoms. 6 I enrage over my people; I profane my inheritance; and give them into your hand: you set them no mercies; you make your yoke on the aged mighty heavy. 7 And you say, I am a lady eternally: so that you neither set these to your heart nor rememer the latter end thereof. 8 And now hear this, you voluptuous one, who settles confidently; who says in your heart, I - final; I neither sit a widow, nor know bereavement. 9 And these two come to you in a blink in one day - bereavement and widowhood: they come on you in their integrity for the abundance of your sorceries, and for the mighty might of your charms: 10 for you confide in your evil: you say, No one sees me. Your wisdom and your knowledge turn you away; and you say in your heart, I - the final. 11 And evil comes on you; you know not the dawn thereof: and calamity falls on you; you are not able to kapar/atone: and devastation comes on you suddenly which you know not. 12 Stand, I beseech, with your charms and with the abundance of your sorceries wherein you labored from your youth; if perhaps you benefit; if perhaps you terrify. 13 You weary in the abundance of your counsels. I beseech you, have the horoscopists of the heavens, the seers of stars, the knowers of months stand up and save you from these that come on you. 14 Behold, they are as stubble; the fire burns them; they rescue not their souls from the hand of the flame: there is neither coal to heat, nor flame to sit in front of. 15 Thus are they with whom you labored to you - your merchants, from your youth: they wander every man beyond; your saviour is not.