31 Woe to the bloody city , completely full of lies and pillage ; Her prey never departs . 2 The noise of the whip , The noise of the rattling of the wheel , Galloping horses And bounding chariots ! 3 Horsemen charging , Swords flashing , spears gleaming , Many slain , a mass of corpses , And countless dead bodies - They stumble over the dead bodies ! 4 All because of the many harlotries of the harlot , The charming one , the mistress of sorceries , Who sells nations by her harlotries And families by her sorceries . 5 "Behold , I am against you," declares the Lord of hosts ; "And I will lift up your skirts over your face , And show to the nations your nakedness And to the kingdoms your disgrace . 6 "I will throw filth on you And make you vile , And set you up as a spectacle . 7 "And it will come about that all who see you Will shrink from you and say , 'Nineveh is devastated ! Who will grieve for her?' Where will I seek comforters for you?"
8 Are you better than No-amon e , Which was situated by the waters of the Nile , With water surrounding her, Whose rampart was the sea , Whose wall consisted of the sea ? 9 Ethiopia was her might , And Egypt too, without limits . Put and Lubim were among her helpers . 10 Yet she became an exile , She went into captivity ; Also her small children were dashed to pieces At the head of every street ; They cast lots for her honorable men, And all her great men were bound with fetters . 11 You too will become drunk , You will be hidden . You too will search for a refuge from the enemy . 12 All your fortifications are fig trees with ripe fruit - When shaken , they fall into the eater's mouth . 13 Behold , your people are women in your midst ! The gates of your land are opened wide to your enemies ; Fire consumes your gate bars . 14 Draw for yourself water for the siege ! Strengthen your fortifications ! Go into the clay and tread the mortar ! Take hold of the brick mold ! 15 There fire will consume you, The sword will cut you down ; It will consume you as the locust does. Multiply yourself like the creeping locust , Multiply yourself like the swarming locust . 16 You have increased your traders more than the stars of heaven - The creeping locust strips and flies away . 17 Your guardsmen are like the swarming locust . Your marshals 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 . 18 Your shepherds are sleeping , O king of Assyria ; Your nobles are lying down . Your people are scattered on the mountains And there is no one to regather them. 19 There is no relief for your breakdown , Your wound is incurable . All who hear about you Will clap their hands over you, For on whom has not your evil passed continually ?
