12 O Lord my God, my Holy One, you who are eternal—
surely you do not plan to wipe us out?
O Lord, our Rock, you have sent these Babylonians to correct us,
to punish us for our many sins.
Will you wink at their treachery?
Should you be silent while the wicked
swallow up people more righteous than they?
Are we only sea creatures that have no leader?
and caught in their nets while they rejoice and celebrate?
and burn incense in front of them.
“These nets are the gods who have made us rich!”
they will claim.
Will they succeed forever in their heartless conquests?