1 Of the fall of Ninevéh. 8 No power can escape the hand of God.
3.The horseman lifteth up both the bright sword, and the glittering spear, and a multitude is slain, and the dead bodies are many: there is none end of their corpses: they stumble upon their corpses.
5.Behold, I come upon thee, saith the Lord of hostes, and will discover thy skirts upon thy face, and will shewe the nations thy filthiness, and the kingdoms thy shame.
6.And I will cast filth upon thee, and make thee vile, and will set thee as a gazing stock.
7.And it shal come to pass that all they that look upon thee, shal flee from thee, and say, Ninevéh is destroyed, who will have pity upon her? where shal I seek comforters for thee?
10.Yet was she carried away, and went into captivity: her young children also were dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets: and they cast lots for her noble men, and all her mighty men in chains.
11.Also thou shalt be drunken: thou shalt hide thy self, and shalt seek help because of the enemy.
12.All thy strong cities shalbe like figtrees with the first ripe figs: for if they be shaken, they fall into the mouth of the eater.
13.Behold, thy people within thee are women: the gates of thy land shalbe opened unto thine enemies, and the fire shal devour thy bars.
14.Draw thee waters for the siege: fortify thy strong holds: go into the clay, and temper the mortar: make strong brick.
16.Thou hast multiplied thy marchantes above the stars of heaven: the locust spoileth and flieth away.
17.Thy princes are as the grasshoppers, and thy captains as the great grasshoppers which remain in the hedges in the cold day: but when the sun ariseth, they flee away and their place is not known where they are.