¹¹ “Though you rejoice, though you exult,
    O plunderers of my inheritance,
though you frisk about like a heifer on the grass,
    and you neigh like the powerful stallions,
¹² your mother will be very ashamed.
    She who gave birth to you will be humiliated.^[a]
Look, she will be the least of the nations,
    a desert,^[b] dry land, and wilderness.^[c]
13 Because of the anger of Yahweh she will not be inhabited,
    but she will be a wasteland, all of her.
Everyone who passes by Babylon will be appalled
    and will hiss because of all her wounds.