CHAPTER 11
1 Moreover, I, Baruch, say this against thee, Babylon: "If thou hadst prospered, and Zion had dwelt in her glory, it would have been a great grief to us that thou shouldst be equal to Zion.
2 But now, lo! the grief infinite, and the lamentation measureless, for lo! thou art prospered and Zion desolate.
3 Who will be judge regarding these things? or to whom shall we complain regarding that which has befallen us? O Lord, how hast Thou borne (it)?
4 Our fathers went to rest without grief, and lo! the righteous sleep in the earth in tranquillity.
5 For they knew not this anguish, nor yet had they heard of that which had befallen us.
6 Would that thou hadst ears, O earth, and that thou hadst a heart, O dust, that ye might go and announce in Sheol, and say to the dead:
7 Blessed are ye more than we who are living."