And no one will buy the merchants wares any more. Gold and silver precious stones and pearls and everything. Woe, woe, you great city! Such riches are destroyed in one hour. Every ship master, and everyone who sails anywhere, and mariners, and as many as gain their living by sea, stood far away, and cried out as they looked at the smoke of her burning, and they cast dust on their heads, and cried, weeping and mourning But – rejoice over her, O heaven, you saints, apostles, and prophets. A mighty angel took up a stone like a great millstone and cast it into the sea, saying: thus with violence will Babylon, the great city, be thrown down, and will be found no more at all.