⁶ “Flee from the midst of Babylon,
    let every man save his life!
Be not cut off in her punishment,
    for this is the time of the Lord’s vengeance,
    the requital he is rendering her.
⁷ Babylon was a golden cup in the Lord’s hand,
    making all the earth drunken;
the nations drank of her wine,
    therefore the nations went mad.
⁸ Suddenly Babylon has fallen and been broken;
    wail for her!
Take balm for her pain;
    perhaps she may be healed.
⁹ We would have healed Babylon,
    but she was not healed.
Forsake her, and let us go
    each to his own country;
for her judgment has reached up to heaven
    and has been lifted up even to the skies.
¹⁰ The Lord has brought forth our vindication;
    come, let us declare in Zion
    the work of the Lord our God.