aWoe to the bloody
city
, completely
full
of lies
and pillage
; Her prey
never
departs
.
The anoise of the whip
, The noise
of the rattling
of the wheel
, Galloping
horses
And 1bounding
chariots
!
Horsemen charging
, Swords
flashing
, aspears
gleaming
, bMany
slain
, a mass
of corpses
, And 1 ccountless
dead
bodies
-- They stumble
over 2the dead
bodies
!
All because of the amany
harlotries
of the harlot
, The charming
one
, the bmistress
of sorceries
, Who csells
nations
by her harlotries
And families
by her sorceries
.
"Behold, aI am against
you," declares
the LORD
of hosts
; "And I will 1 blift
up your skirts
over
your face
, And cshow
to the nations
your nakedness
And to the kingdoms
your disgrace
.
"I will athrow 1filth
on you And bmake
you vile
, And set
you up as a cspectacle
.
"And it will come about that all
who see
you Will 1shrink
from you and say
, `Nineveh
is devastated
! aWho
will grieve
for her?' Where
will I seek
comforters
for you?"
Are you better than
1 aNo-amon
, Which was situated
by the bwaters
of the Nile
, With water
surrounding
her, Whose
rampart
was 2the sea
, Whose wall
consisted of 2the sea
?
aEthiopia was her might
, And Egypt
too, without
limits
. bPut
and cLubim
were among 1her helpers
.
Yet she abecame an exile
, She went
into captivity
; Also
her bsmall children
were dashed
to pieces
cAt the head
of every
street
; They dcast
lots
for her honorable
men, And all
her great
men
were bound
with fetters
.
You too will become
adrunk
, You will be bhidden
. You too
will search
for a refuge
from the enemy
.
All your fortifications
are afig
trees
with 1 bripe
fruit
-- When
shaken
, they fall
into the eater's
mouth
.
Behold, your people
are awomen
in your midst
! The gates
of your land
are bopened
wide
to your enemies
; Fire
consumes
your gate bars
.
aDraw for yourself water
for the siege
! bStrengthen
your fortifications
! Go
into the clay
and tread
the mortar
! Take
hold
of the brick
mold
!
There afire
will consume
you, The sword
will cut
you down
; It will bconsume
you as the locust
does. Multiply
yourself like the creeping
locust
, Multiply
yourself like the swarming
locust
.
You have increased your atraders
more
than
the stars
of heaven
-- The creeping
locust
1strips
and flies
away
.
Your 1 aguardsmen are like the swarming
locust
. Your bmarshals
are like hordes
of grasshoppers
Settling
in the stone walls
on a cold
day
. The sun
rises
and they flee
, And the place
where
they are is not known
.
Your shepherds are asleeping
, O bking
of Assyria
; Your cnobles
are lying
down
. Your people
are dscattered
on the mountains
And there
is no
one
to regather
them.
There is ano
relief
for your breakdown
, Your bwound
is incurable
. All
who hear
1about
you Will cclap
their hands
over
you, For on whom
has not your evil
passed
continually
?