<p class="bodytext">The merchants who sold<n id="1" /> these things, who got rich from her, will stand a long way off because they are afraid of her torment. They will weep<n id="2" /> and mourn,

They will stand a long way off because they are afraid of her torment, and will say,p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;Woe, woe, O great city,p> <p class="poetry">Babylon the powerful city!p> <p class="poetry">For in a single hour your doom<n id="1" /> has come!&#8221;p>

And the smoke from their<n id="1" /> torture will go up<n id="2" /> forever and ever, and those who worship the beast and his image will have<n id="3" /> no rest day or night, along with<n id="4" /> anyone who receives the mark of his name.&#8221;