¹¹ Because you rejoice,
because you celebrate—
you who plundered my inheritance—
because you frolic like a young cow treading grain
and neigh like stallions,^(A)
12 your mother^(B) will be utterly humiliated;
she who bore you will be put to shame.
Look! She will lag behind all^[a] the nations—
an arid wilderness, a desert.^(C)
13 Because of the Lord’s wrath,
she will not be inhabited;
she will become a desolation, every bit of her.
Everyone who passes through Babylon
will be appalled
and scoff because of all her wounds.^(D)