Turn around, go back down, go back the way you came.
Can't you see the flash of fire ten times brighter than the day?
And behold the mighty city, broken in the dust again,
oh God, the pride of man broken in the dust again.

Turn around, go back down, go back the way you came.
Babylon is laid to waste Egypt's buried in her shame.
Their mighty men are beaten down the kings are fallen in the ways,
oh God, the pride of man broken in the dust again.

Turn around, go back down, go back the way you came.
Terror is on every side, though the leaders are dismayed.
Those who put their faith in fire, in fire their faith shall be repaid.
Oh God, the pride of man broken in the dust again.

Turn around, go back down, go back the way you came.
Shout a warning to the nations that the sword of God is raised.
On Babylon, that mighty city rich in treasure wide in fame,
it shall cause thy towers to fall and make it be a pyre of flame,
oh God, the pride of man broken in the dust again.

Thou that dwell on many water rich in treasure wide in fame,
bow unto a god of gold, thy pride of might shall be thy shame.
Oh God, the pride of man broken in the dust again.
And only God can lead the people back into the faith again,
thy holy mountain be restored thy mercy on thy people, Lord.