Thomson(i)
1 bloody city, wholly perfidious and full of lies! shall not thy prey be handled?
2 A sound of whips! and the sound of the rumbling of wheels, and of the pursuing horse! and bounding chariot!
3 and of the cavalry advancing! and of the glittering sword and gleamy arms! and of the multitude of wounded! and of the hideous crash! Though there was no bound to her nations, they shall be weak of body
4 by reason of great fornication. fair harlot and bewitching mistress of sorceries, who sellest nations by thy whoredom, and peoples by thy sorceries!
5 behold I am against thee, saith the Lord God Almighty, and I will expose thy skirts to view; and shew nations thy shame; and kingdoms, thy dishonour:
6 and cast abomination on thee according to thine impurities; and make thee a publick example,
7 so that every one who seeth thee shall go down from thee, and say, Wretched Ninive! who can bemoan her? Whence can I find comfort for her?
8 Prepare a funeral cake! attune the lyre! prepare the funeral cake of Ammon! she dwelt among rivers; water was around her. The sea was her dominions, and water, her walls,
9 and Ethiopia and Egypt, her strength; and the end of her flight was not stopped and the Lybians were her auxiliaries.
10 Yet she is to go captive into banishment; and her infants shall be dashed to the ground at the head of all the streets]; and for all her splendid treasures lots shall be cast; and all her grandees shall be bound with fetters.
11 And as for thee thou shalt be made drunk and be despised, and shalt seek for thyself a resting place from enemies.
12 All thy fortresses are like figs which have watchers; when shaken they will fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Behold thy people in thee are like women; the gates of thy land shall be opened wide to thine enemies; a fire shall utterly devour thy bars.
14 Draw thee water for a siege, and fortify thy bulwarks. Go down into the clay, and let him be trampled with straw. Make it harder than any brick.
15 There a fire shall devour thee; a sword shall cut thee off. Like a locust it will devour thee; and like a brouchus locust thou shalt be afflicted.
16 Thou hast multiplied thy merchandise, above the stars of heaven; the brouchus came rushing on, and is flown.
17 Thy merchandise is swept away like the attelebos locust; like the small locust mounted on a hedge, in a cold day: the sun broke out and they are swept away, and their place is not known. Alas for them!
18 thy shepherds slumbered; an Assyrian king lulled to sleep thy mighty men: thy people fled to the mountains and there was none to rally them.
19 There is no cure for thy bruise. Thy wound is festered. All that hear the news of thee will clap their hands at thee. For upon whom hath not thy wickedness come continually?