^{1 Ref} The word about the waste land. As storm-winds in the South go rushing through, it comes from the waste land, from the land greatly to be feared.

^{2 Ref} A vision of fear comes before my eyes; the worker of deceit goes on in his false way, and the waster goes on making waste. Up! Elam; to the attack! Media; I have put an end to her sorrow.

^{3 Ref} For this cause I am full of bitter grief; pains like the pains of a woman in childbirth have come on me: I am bent down with sorrow at what comes to my ears; I am shocked by what I see.

^{4 Ref} My mind is wandering, fear has overcome me: the evening of my desire has been turned into shaking for me.

^{5 Ref} They make ready the table, they put down the covers, they take food and drink. Up! you captains; put oil on your breastplates.

^{6 Ref} For so has the Lord said to me, Go, let a watchman be placed; let him give word of what he sees:

^{7 Ref} And when he sees war-carriages, horsemen by twos, war-carriages with asses, war-carriages with camels, let him give special attention.

^{8 Ref} And the watchman gave a loud cry, O my lord, I am on the watchtower all day, and am placed in my watch every night:

^{9 Ref} See, here come war-carriages with men, horsemen by twos: and in answer he said, Babylon is made low, is made low, and all her images are broken on the earth.

^{10 Ref} O my crushed ones, the grain of my floor! I have given you the word which came to me from the Lord of armies, the God of Israel.