Isaiah 47
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.'
Descende, sede in pulvere virgo filia Babylon, sede in terra: non est solium filiæ Chaldæorum, quia ultra non vocaberis mollis et tenera.
2 Take millstones, and grind flour, Remove thy veil, draw up the skirt, Uncover the leg, pass over the floods.
Tolle molam, et mole farinam: denuda turpitudinem tuam, discooperi humerum, revela crura, transi flumina.
3 Revealed is thy nakedness, yea, seen is thy reproach, Vengeance I take, and I meet not a man.
Revelabitur ignominia tua, et videbitur opprobrium tuum: ultionem capiam, et non resistet mihi homo.
4 Our redeemer [is] Jehovah of Hosts, His name [is] the Holy One of Israel.
Redemptor noster, Dominus exercituum nomen illius sanctus Israel.
5 Sit silent, and go into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans, For no more do they cry to thee, 'Mistress of kingdoms.'
Sede tacens, et intra in tenebras filia Chaldæorum: quia non vocaberis ultra domina regnorum.
6 I have been wroth against My people, I have polluted Mine inheritance And I give them into thy hand, Thou hast not appointed for them mercies, On the aged thou hast made thy yoke very heavy,
Iratus sum super populum meum, contaminavi hereditatem meam, et dedi eos in manu tua: non posuisti eis misericordias: super senem aggravasti iugum tuum valde.
7 And thou sayest, 'To the age I am mistress,' While thou hast not laid these things to thy heart, Thou hast not remembered the latter end of it.
Et dixisti: In sempiternum ero domina: non posuisti hæc super cor tuum, neque recordata es novissimi tui.
8 And now, hear this, O luxurious one, Who is sitting confidently — Who is saying in her heart, 'I [am], and none else, I sit not a widow, nor know bereavement.'
Et nunc audi hæc delicata, et habitans confidenter, quæ dicis in corde tuo: Ego sum, et non est præter me amplius: non sedebo vidua, et ignorabo sterilitatem.
9 And come in to thee do these two things, In a moment, in one day, childlessness and widowhood, According to their perfection they have come upon thee, In the multitude of thy sorceries, In the exceeding might of thy charms.
Venient tibi duo hæc subito in die una, sterilitas et viduitas. universa venerunt super te, propter multitudinem maleficiorum tuorum, et propter duritiam incantatorum tuorum vehementem.
10 And thou art confident in thy wickedness, Thou hast said, 'There is none seeing me,' Thy wisdom and thy knowledge, It is turning thee back, And thou sayest in thy heart, 'I [am], and none else.'
Et fiduciam habuisti in malitia tua, et dixisti: Non est qui videat me. sapientia tua et scientia tua hæc decepit te. Et dixisti in corde tuo: Ego sum, et præter me non est altera.
11 And come in on thee hath evil, Thou knowest not its rising, And fall on thee doth mischief, Thou art not able to pacify it, And come on thee suddenly doth desolation, Thou knowest not.
Veniet super te malum, et nescies ortum eius: et irruet super te calamitas, quam non poteris expiare: veniet super te repente miseria, quam nescies.
12 Stand, I pray thee, in thy charms, And in the multitude of thy sorceries, In which thou hast laboured from thy youth, It may be thou art able to profit, It may be thou dost terrify!
Sta cum incantatoribus tuis, et cum multitudine maleficiorum tuorum, in quibus laborasti ab adolescentia tua, si forte quod prosit tibi, aut si possis fieri fortior.
13 Thou hast been wearied in the multitude of thy counsels, Stand up, I pray thee, and save thee, Let the charmers of the heavens, Those looking on the stars, Those teaching concerning the months, From those things that come on thee!
Defecisti in multitudine consiliorum tuorum: stent, et salvent te augures cæli, qui contemplabantur sidera, et supputabant menses, ut ex eis annunciarent ventura tibi.
14 Lo, they have been as stubble! Fire hath burned them, They deliver not themselves from the power of the flame, There is not a coal to warm them, a light to sit before it.
Ecce facti sunt quasi stipula, ignis combussit eos: non liberabunt animam suam de manu flammæ: non sunt prunæ, quibus calefiant, nec focus, ut sedeant ad eum.
15 So have they been to thee with whom thou hast laboured, Thy merchants from thy youth, Each to his passage they have wandered, Thy saviour is not!
Sic facta sunt tibi in quibuscumque laboraveras: negotiatores tui ab adolescentia tua, unusquisque in via sua erraverunt: non est qui salvet te.
