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So Babylon, the pride of many nations, glory and boast of the Chaldeans, will go the way of Sodom and Gomorrha, cities which the Lord overthrew. (Isaiah 13, 19)
it will be thy turn to have thy say against the king of Babylon. Can it be (thou wilt say) that the tyranny is over, the exactions at an end? (Isaiah 14, 4)
A message from the Lord of hosts: Now I mean to take arms against them, to destroy Babylon name and fame, root and branch. (Isaiah 14, 22)
if heart fails and I grope in darkness, bewildered over her ruin, the Babylon✻ I love? (Isaiah 21, 4)
Nearer now, the chariot and its two outriders; Tidings! cries charioteer. Babylon has fallen, has fallen; images of the gods she worshipped have come crashing to the ground.✻ (Isaiah 21, 9)
And now, hearing of his sickness and recovery, the king of Babylon, Merodach Baladan, son of Baladan, sent a letter and gifts to Ezechias.✻ (Isaiah 39, 1)
Then the prophet Isaias gained audience of king Ezechias, and asked him, What message did these men bring, and whence had they come? They came to see me, said Ezechias, from a country that is far away, from Babylon. (Isaiah 39, 3)
Behold, a time is coming when all that is in thy house, all the treasures which thy fathers have amassed there in times past, will be taken away to Babylon; nothing shall be left of it, the Lord says. (Isaiah 39, 6)
And sons of thine, men of thy own line, of thy own stock, shall be carried off to be eunuchs in the palace of the king of Babylon. (Isaiah 39, 7)
Thus says the Lord, your ransomer, the Holy One of Israel, If I send my emissaries to Babylon, casting down all its barriers,✻ casting down the Chaldeans, with all the pride of their navies, it is for your sakes. (Isaiah 43, 14)
Come down, sit in the dust, poor maid of Babylon; the ground thy seat shall be; no throne any longer for that queen of the Chaldean folk we knew once, so dainty, so delicate. (Isaiah 47, 1)
And now, here is a word for those delicate ears, lady of the careless heart, who sittest there telling thyself, I am Babylon, the unrivalled; no lonely widowhood, no childless lot for me. (Isaiah 47, 8)
