3 1Woe to the bloody city! it is all full of lies and rapine; the prey
2The noise of the whip, and the noise of the rattling of
wheels, and prancing horses, and bounding chariots,
mounting, and the flashing sword, and the glittering spear, and a multitude
of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies;
they stumble upon their bodies;-
4because of the multitude of the
whoredoms of the well-favored harlot, the mistress of witchcrafts, that
selleth nations through her whoredoms, and families through her witchcrafts.
5Behold, I am against thee, saith Jehovah of hosts, and I will uncover
thy skirts upon thy face; and I will show the nations thy nakedness, and the
kingdoms thy shame.
6And I will cast abominable filth upon thee, and make
thee vile, and will set thee as a gazing-stock.
7And it shall come to
pass, that all they that look upon thee shall flee from thee, and say,
Nineveh is laid waste: who will bemoan her? whence shall I seek comforters
8Art thou better than No-amon, that was situate among the
rivers, that had the waters round about her; whose rampart was the sea,
and her wall was of the sea?
9Ethiopia and Egypt were her
strength, and it was infinite; Put and Lubim were thy helpers.
she carried away, she went into captivity; her young children also were
dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets; and they cast lots for her
honorable men, and all her great men were bound in chains.
shalt be drunken; thou shalt be hid; thou also shalt seek a stronghold
because of the enemy.
12All thy fortresses shall be like
fig-trees with the first-ripe figs: if they be shaken, they fall into the
mouth of the eater.
13Behold, thy people in the midst of thee are women;
the gates of thy land are set wide open unto thine enemies: the fire hath
devoured thy bars.
14Draw thee water for the siege; strengthen thy
fortresses; go into the clay, and tread the mortar; make strong the
15There shall the fire devour thee; the sword shall cut thee
off; it shall devour thee like the canker-worm: make thyself many as the
canker-worm; make thyself many as the locust.
16Thou hast multiplied thy
merchants above the stars of heaven: the canker-worm ravageth, and fleeth
17Thy princes are as the locusts, and thy marshals as the swarms of
grasshoppers, which encamp in the hedges in the cold day, but when the sun
ariseth they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.
18Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria; thy nobles are at rest; thy
people are scattered upon the mountains, and there is none to gather them.
19There is no assuaging of thy hurt: thy wound is grievous: all that hear
the report of thee clap their hands over thee; for upon whom hath not thy
wickedness passed continually?