“Thou art wearied in the multitude of thy counsels. Let now the astrologers, the stargazers, the monthly prognosticators, stand up, and save thee from these things that shall come upon thee.”
The further sarcasm 'Perhaps you will be able to succeed or perhaps you will inspire terror' invites Babylon to count on her advisors and stargazers to provide counsel and power. The accumulation of her specialists—those who 'divide the heavens,' 'stand there monthly, predict things about you'—underscores how many voices Babylon has trusted, none of which will help. This verse emphasizes futility through enumeration: all of Babylon's experts and all her magical practices will prove equally powerless. The mockery peaks in the question of whether astrology can somehow reverse fate.
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