⁷ Babylon was a gold cup^(A) in the Lord’s hand;
    she made the whole earth drunk.
The nations drank her wine;
    therefore they have now gone mad.
⁸ Babylon will suddenly fall^(B) and be broken.
    Wail over her!
Get balm^(C) for her pain;
    perhaps she can be healed.

⁹ “‘We would have healed Babylon,
    but she cannot be healed;
let us leave^(D) her and each go to our own land,
    for her judgment^(E) reaches to the skies,
    it rises as high as the heavens.’