47 Come down and sit down in the dust,+ O virgin daughter of Babylon.*+ Sit down on the earth where there is no throne,+ O daughter of the Chal·deʹans.+ For you will not experience again that people call you delicate and dainty.+

17 “And you must say to them this word, ‘Let my eyes run down with tears night and day and let them not keep still,+ for with a great crash the virgin daughter of my people has been broken,+ with an extremely sickish stroke.+