ECB(i)
31 runner runs to meet runner and teller to meet teller to tell the sovereign of Babel that his city is captured at the end:
32 and that the passages are apprehended and the marshes burned with fire and the men of war are terrified.
33 For thus says Yah Veh Sabaoth Elohim of Yisra El: The daughter of Babel is as a threshingfloor; it is time to tread her: yet a little while, and the time of her harvest comes.
34 Nebukadnets Tsar the sovereign of Babel devours us; crushes us: he sets me an empty instrument; he swallows me up as a monster; he fills his belly with my pleasures; he thrusts me away.
35 My violence, and that of my flesh is on Babel, say the settlers of Siyon; and my blood on the settlers of Kesediym, says Yeru Shalem.
36 So thus says Yah Veh: Behold, I plead your plea, and avenge your avengement: and I parch her sea and dry her fountains:
37 and Babel becomes heaps - a habitation for monsters - a desolation and a hissing without a settler:
38 they roar together as whelps: they growl as whelps of lions.
39 In their heat, I place their banquets; and I intoxicate them so that they jump for joy and sleep an eternal sleep and waken not - an oracle of Yah Veh.