Smiting peoples in passion With stroke unremitting, - Trampling, in anger, on nations, Persecution unhindered.

And it shall come to pass, - that, every stroke of the staff of doom which Yahweh shall lay upon him, shall be with timbrels and with lyres, - when, with battles of brandished weapons, he hath fought against them.

Assemble yourselves - all of you and hear, Who among them, hath told these things? he whom Yahweh loveth, will execute - His pleasure, on Babylon, And his stroke on the Chaldeans.

By constraint and by sentence, was he taken away, And of his age, who considered That he was cut off out of the land of the living, For my peoples transgression, did the stroke fall on him?

the people who were walking in darkness, Have seen a great light, - The dwellers in a land death-shadowed, A light, hath shined upon them.

Having swallowed up death itself victoriously, My Lord, Yahweh, will wipe away, tears from off all faces, - And the reproach of his own people, will he remove from off all the earth, For, Yahweh, hath spoken.

Because ye have said - We have solemnised a covenant with death, And with hades, have we effected a vision, - The overflowing scourge when it sweepeth by, shall not reach unto us, For we have made lying our refuge. And in falsehood, have we hid ourselves,

So shall be wiped out your covenant with death, And your vision with hades, not stand, - When the overflowing scourge, sweepeth past, then shall ye be thereby beaten down: