“The Babylonians will be like lions and their cubs,ravenous, roaring for food.I’ll fix them a meal, all right—a banquet, in fact.They’ll drink themselves falling-down drunk.Dead drunk, they’ll sleep—and sleep, and sleep . . .and they’ll never wake up.” God’s Decree.“I’ll haul these ‘lions’ off to the slaughterhouselike the lambs, rams, and goats,never to be heard of again.