Noyes - Isaiah - 47

47:1  Come down, and sit in the dust, O virgin, daughter of Babylon! Sit on the ground without a throne, O daughter of the Chaldaeans! For thou shalt no longer be called the tender and delicate!

47:2  Take the mill-stones and grind meal; Raise thy veil, lift up thy train; Make bare the leg, wade through the streams!

47:3  Thy nakedness shall be uncovered, And thy shame shall be seen. I will take vengeance; I will make peace with none.

47:4  Our Redeemer, Jehovah of hosts is his name, The Holy One of Israel.

47:5  Sit thou in silence; go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldaeans! For thou shalt no more be called the mistress of kingdoms.

47:6  I was angry with my people; I profaned my inheritance, And gave them into thy hand; Thou didst show them no mercy; Even upon the aged didst thou lay a very grievous yoke.

47:7  Thou saidst, "I shall be mistress forever"; So that thou didst not lay these things to thy heart, Nor consider what would be the end of them.

47:8  But hear thou this, thou that art given to pleasure! That sittest in security, And sayest in thy heart, "I am, and there is none besides me; I shall not be a widow, Nor see myself childless!"

47:9  Behold, both these things shall come upon thee suddenly, in one day, Loss of children, and widowhood; In full measure shall they come upon thee, In spite of thy many sorceries, And the great abundance of thy enchantments.

47:10  Thou didst trust in thy wickedness, and saidst, "No one seeth me"; Thy wisdom and thy knowledge have led thee astray; Thou saidst in thy heart, "I am, and there is none besides me";

47:11  Therefore shall evil come upon thee, of which thou shalt not know the dawn; And mischief shall fall upon thee, which thou shalt not be able to expiate; Suddenly shall desolation come upon thee, when thou thinkest not of it.

47:12  Persevere now in thy enchantments; In the multitude of thy sorceries, in which thou hast labored from thy youth; Perhaps thou mayst be profited by them! Perhaps thou mayst make thyself feared!

47:13  Art thou wearied with thy many devices? Let them stand up, then, and save thee, The observers of the heavens, the star-gazers, They that prognosticate at every new moon The things that shall come upon thee!

47:14  Behold, they shall be like stubble; the fire shall burn them up; They shall not deliver themselves from the power of the flame; Not a coal shall be left of them to warm one, Nor a spark of fire to sit by.

47:15  Thus shall it be with them with whom thou hast labored; Thus with them with whom thou hast trafficked from thy youth; They shall go every one his own way; None shall help thee.