3 The enemy soldiers carry red shieldsand wear uniforms of red.They are preparing to attack!Their chariots flash like fire!Their horses prance!
4 Chariots dash wildly through the streets,rushing to and fro through the city squares.They flash like torchesand dart about like lightning.
5 The officers are summoned;they stumble as they press forward.The attackers rush to the walland set up the shield for the battering ram.
6 The gates by the river burst open;the palace is filled with terror.
7 The queen is taken captive;her servants moan like dovesand beat their breasts in sorrow.
8 Like water from a broken damthe people rush from Nineveh!“Stop! Stop!” the cry rings out —but no one turns back.
9 Plunder the silver!Plunder the gold!The city is full of treasure!