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1Woe, city of bloodshed,[#Ezek 24.6, 9]
utterly deceitful, full of plunder—
no end to the prey!
2The crack of whip and rumble of wheel,[#Jer 47.3; Nah 2.3, 4]
galloping horse and bounding chariot!
3Horsemen charging,[#2 Kings 19.35; Isa 34.3; Hab 3.11]
flashing sword and glittering spear,
piles of dead,
heaps of corpses,
dead bodies without end—
they stumble over the bodies!
4Because of the countless debaucheries of the prostitute,[#Isa 23.17; 47.9; Rev 17.1, 2; 18.3]
gracefully alluring, mistress of sorcery,
who enslaves nations through her debaucheries
and peoples through her sorcery,
5I am against you,[#Isa 47.2, 3; Jer 13.22; Ezek 16.37; Nah 2.13]
says the Lord of hosts,
and will lift up your skirts over your face,
and I will let nations look on your nakedness
and kingdoms on your shame.
6I will throw filth at you[#Job 9.31; Isa 14.16; Jer 51.37; Mal 2.9]
and treat you with contempt
and make you a spectacle.
7Then all who see you will shrink from you and say,[#Isa 51.19; Jer 15.5; 51.9; Nah 2.9; Zeph 2.13]
“Nineveh is devastated; who will bemoan her?”
Where shall I seek comforters for you?
8Are you better than Thebes[#Isa 19.6–8; Jer 46.25; Ezek 30.14–16; #3.8 Or No-amon]
that sat by the Nile,
with water around her,
her rampart a sea,
water her wall?
9Cush was her strength,[#2 Chr 12.3; Isa 20.5; Ezek 27.10]
Egypt, too, and that without limit;
Put and the Libyans were her helpers.
10Yet she became an exile;[#Isa 20.4; Lam 2.19; Hos 13.16; Joel 3.3]
she went into captivity;
even her infants were dashed in pieces
at the head of every street;
lots were cast for her nobles;
all her dignitaries were bound in fetters.
11You also will be drunken;[#Isa 2.10, 19; Jer 25.27]
you will go into hiding;
you will seek
a refuge from the enemy.
12All your fortresses are like fig trees[#Isa 28.4; Rev 6.13]
with first-ripe figs—
if shaken they fall
into the mouth of the eater.
13Look at your troops:[#Ps 147.13; Jer 50.37; 51.30]
they are women in your midst.
The gates of your land
are wide open to your foes;
fire has devoured the bars of your gates.
14Draw water for the siege;
strengthen your forts;
trample the clay;
tread the mortar;
take hold of the brick mold!
15There the fire will devour you;[#v 13 ; Joel 1.4]
the sword will cut you off.
It will devour you like the locust.
Multiply yourselves like the locust;
multiply like the grasshopper!
16You increased your merchants
more than the stars of the heavens.
The locust sheds its skin and flies away.
17Your guards are like grasshoppers,
your scribes like swarms of locusts
settling on the fences
on a cold day—
when the sun rises, they fly away;
no one knows where they have gone.
18Your shepherds are asleep,[#1 Kings 22.17; Ps 76.5, 6; Isa 56.10; Jer 51.57; Nah 2.5]
O king of Assyria;
your nobles slumber.
Your people are scattered on the mountains
with no one to gather them.
19There is no assuaging your hurt;[#Lam 2.15; Mic 1.9; Zeph 2.15]
your wound is mortal.
All who hear the news about you
clap their hands over you.
For who has ever escaped
your endless cruelty?