8 For there is a cup in Jehovah’s hand;+

The wine is foaming and is fully mixed.

He will surely pour it out,

And all the wicked of the earth will drink it, down to the dregs.”+

“Look! I will take from your hand the cup causing staggering,+

The goblet, my cup of wrath;

You will never drink it again.+

23 I will put it into the hand of your tormentors,+

Those who said to you,* ‘Bow down so that we may walk over you!’

So you made your back like the ground,

Like a street for them to walk on.”

57 I will make her princes and her wise men drunk,+

Her governors and her deputy rulers and her warriors,

And they will sleep a lasting sleep,

From which they will not wake up,”+ declares the King, whose name is Jehovah of armies.