Bible Verses About Babylon

On the day that the LORD gives you rest from your pain and torment, and from the hard labor into which you were forced,

you will sing this song of contempt against the king of Babylon: How the oppressor has ceased, and how his fury has ended!

The LORD has broken the staff of the wicked, the scepter of the rulers.

It struck the peoples in anger with unceasing blows; it subdued the nations in rage with relentless persecution.

All the earth is at peace and at rest; they break out in song.

Even the cypresses and cedars of Lebanon exult over you: “Since you have been laid low, no woodcutter comes against us.”

Sheol beneath is eager to meet you upon your arrival. It stirs the spirits of the dead to greet you— all the rulers of the earth. It makes all the kings of the nations rise from their thrones.

They will all respond to you, saying, “You too have become weak, as we are; you have become like us!”

Your pomp has been brought down to Sheol, along with the music of your harps. Maggots are your bed and worms your blanket.

How you have fallen from heaven, O day star, son of the dawn! You have been cut down to the ground, O destroyer of nations.

You said in your heart: “I will ascend to the heavens; I will raise my throne above the stars of God. I will sit on the mount of assembly, in the far reaches of the north.

I will ascend above the tops of the clouds; I will make myself like the Most High.”

But you will be brought down to Sheol, to the lowest depths of the Pit.

Those who see you will stare; they will ponder your fate: “Is this the man who shook the earth and made the kingdoms tremble,

who turned the world into a desert and destroyed its cities, who refused to let the captives return to their homes?”

All the kings of the nations lie in state, each in his own tomb.

But you are cast out of your grave like a rejected branch, covered by those slain with the sword, and dumped into a rocky pit like a carcass trampled underfoot.

You will not join them in burial, since you have destroyed your land and slaughtered your own people. The offspring of the wicked will never again be mentioned.

Prepare a place to slaughter his sons for the iniquities of their forefathers. They will never rise up to possess a land or cover the earth with their cities.

“I will rise up against them,” declares the LORD of Hosts. “I will cut off from Babylon her name and her remnant, her offspring and her posterity,” declares the LORD.

This is the burden against the Desert by the Sea: Like whirlwinds sweeping through the Negev, an invader comes from the desert, from a land of terror.

A dire vision is declared to me: “The traitor still betrays, and the destroyer still destroys. Go up, O Elam! Lay siege, O Media! I will put an end to all her groaning.”

Therefore my body is filled with anguish. Pain grips me, like the pains of a woman in labor. I am bewildered to hear, I am dismayed to see.

My heart falters; fear makes me tremble. The twilight of my desire has turned to horror.

They prepare a table, they lay out a carpet, they eat, they drink! Rise up, O princes, oil the shields!