Woe to the
bloody city! it is all full of lies and robbery;
the prey departeth not;
02 The noise of a whip, and the noise of the
rattling of the wheels, and of the pransing
horses, and of the jumping chariots.
03 The horseman lifteth up both the bright sword
and the glittering spear: and there is a
multitude of slain, and a great number of
carcases; and there is none end of their corpses;
they stumble upon their corpses:
04 Because of the multitude of the whoredoms of
the wellfavoured harlot, the mistress of
witchcrafts, that selleth nations through her
whoredoms, and families through her witchcrafts.
05 Behold, I am against thee, saith the Lord of
hosts; and I will discover thy skirts upon thy
face, and I will shew the nations thy nakedness,
and the kingdoms thy shame.
06 And I will cast abominable filth upon thee,
and make thee vile, and will set thee as a
gazingstock.
07 And 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 for thee?
08 Art thou better than populous No, that was
situate among the rivers, that had the waters
round about it, whose rampart was the sea, and
her wall was from the sea?
09 Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength, and it
was infinite; Put and Lubim were thy helpers.
10 Yet was she carried away, she went into
captivity: her young children also were dashed in
pieces at the top of all the streets: and they
cast lots for her honourable men, and all her
great men were bound in chains.
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11 Thou also shalt be drunken: thou shalt be hid,
thou also shalt seek strength because of the
enemy.
12 All thy strong holds shall be like fig trees
with the firstripe figs: if they be shaken, they
shall even fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Behold, thy people in the midst of thee are
women: the gates of thy land shall be set wide
open unto thine enemies: the fire shall devour
thy bars.
14 Draw thee waters for the siege, fortify thy
strong holds: go into clay, and tread the morter,
make strong the brickkiln.
15 There shall the fire devour thee; the sword
shall cut thee off, it shall eat thee up like the
cankerworm: make thyself many as the cankerworm,
make thyself many as the locusts.
16 Thou hast multiplied thy merchants above the
stars of heaven: the cankerworm spoileth, and
fleeth away.
17 Thy crowned are as the locusts, and thy
captains as the great grasshoppers, which camp in
the hedges in the cold day, but when the sun
ariseth they flee away, and their place is not
known where they are.
18 Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria: thy
nobles shall dwell in the dust: thy people is
scattered upon the mountains, and no man
gathereth them.
19 There is no healing of thy bruise; thy wound
is grievous: all that hear the bruit of thee
shall clap the hands over thee: for upon whom
hath not thy wickedness passed continually?
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