Come up hath a scatterer to thy face, Keep the bulwark,
watch the way, Strengthen the loins, strengthen power mightily.
For turned back hath Jehovah to the excellency of Jacob, As to
the excellency of Israel, For emptied them out have emptiers, And their
branches they have marred.
The shield of his mighty ones is become red, Men of might are
in scarlet, With fiery torches is the chariot in a day of his
preparation, And the firs have been caused to tremble.
In out-places shine do the chariots, They go to and fro in
broad places, Their appearances are like torches, As lightnings they
He doth remember his honourable ones, They stumble in their
goings, They hasten to its wall, and prepared is the covering.
Gates of the rivers have been opened, And the palace is
And it is established -- she hath removed, She hath been
brought up, And her handmaids are leading as the voice of doves, Tabering on
And Nineveh is as a pool of waters, From of old it is
-- and they are fleeing! 'Stand ye, stand;' and none is turning!
Seize ye silver, seize ye gold, And there is no end to the
prepared things, To the abundance of all desirable vessels.
She is empty, yea, emptiness and waste, And the heart hath
melted, And the knees have smitten together, And great pain is in all
loins, And the faces of all of them have gathered paleness.
Where is the habitation of lionesses? And a
feeding-place it is for young lions Where walked hath a lion, an old
lion, A lion's whelp, and there is none troubling.
The lion is tearing parts for his whelps, And is
strangling for his lionesses, And he doth fill with prey his holes, And
his habitations with rapine.
Lo, I am against thee, An affirmation of Jehovah of
Hosts, And I have burned in smoke its chariot, And thy young lions consume doth
a sword, And I have cut off from the land thy prey, And not heard any more is
the voice of thy messengers!