"Flee from Babylon. Get out of the land of the Chaldeans. Be like the lead goats at the front of the flock — the first ones moving.
I am stirring up a coalition of great nations from the north and bringing them against Babylon. They will line up against her, and from there she will be taken. Their warriors don't miss — every arrow finds its mark. The Chaldeans will be stripped clean. Everyone who plunders her will have more than enough.
You celebrated while plundering my people. You frolicked like a calf in a pasture. You pranced like stallions in your victory. But your mother-nation will be utterly humiliated. She will become the least of all nations — a wilderness, a dry wasteland, a desert.
Because of the Lord's anger, no one will live there. It will be total desolation. Everyone who passes by Babylon will be horrified, gasping at her wounds."