⁷ και ο λαος αυτου επικρεμαμενος εκ της κατοικιας αυτου και ο θεος επι τα τιμια αυτου θυμωθησεται και ου μη υψωση αυτον

¹ Woe to the bloody city! It is all full of lies and robbery. The prey doesn't depart.

² The noise of the whip, the noise of the rattling of wheels, prancing horses, and bounding chariots,

³ the horseman mounting, and the flashing sword, the glittering spear, and a multitude of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies. They stumble on their bodies,

⁴ because of the multitude of the prostitution of the alluring prostitute, the mistress of witchcraft, who sells nations through her prostitution, and families through her witchcraft.