Isaiah 47:3 YLT

¹  Come down, and sit on the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon, Sit on the earth, there is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, 'O tender and delicate one.'

²  Take millstones, and grind flour, Remove thy veil, draw up the skirt, Uncover the leg, pass over the floods.

³  Revealed is thy nakedness, yea, seen is thy reproach, Vengeance I take, and I meet not a man.

⁴  Our redeemer 'is' Jehovah of Hosts, His name 'is' the Holy One of Israel.

⁵  Sit silent, and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, 'Mistress of kingdoms.'