¹¹ O you who plundered my heritage,
    although you rejoice and exult,
although you playfully frolic
    like heifers on the grass
    and neigh like stallions,
¹² your mother^[a] will be cruelly put to shame;
    she who bore you will be completely disgraced.
She is now the least of the nations,
    a desert, a parched land, a wilderness.
¹³ Because of the wrath of the Lord
    she will not be inhabited
    but will be totally desolate.
Everyone who passes by Babylon will be appalled
    and stunned at the enormity of her wounds.