3 acessos
Go down, sit in the dust, daughter of Babylon
Sit on the ground without a throne
No more will you be called “tender†or “delicateâ€
Take millstones and grind flour
Take off your veil...
Lift up your skirt and bare your legs,
and wade through the streams
Your nakedness will be exposed,
and your shame uncovered
I will take vengeance, and I will spare no one
Now then, listen you wanton creature lounging in your security and saying to yourself, “There is none besides me.â€
“I will never be a widow or suffer the loss of children,â€
Both of these will overtake you, in a single moment
They will come upon you in full measure
In spite of your many sorceries & all your potent spells
You have trusted in your wickedness by saying,
“No one sees me, there is none besides me.