1 Woe to the city of blood, totally deceitful,full of plunder,never without prey.
2 The crack of the whipand rumble of the wheel,galloping horseand jolting chariot!
3 Charging horseman,flashing sword,shining spear;heaps of slain,mounds of corpses, dead bodies without end —they stumble over their dead.
4 Because of the continual prostitution of the prostitute,the attractive mistress of sorcery,who betrays nations by her prostitutionand clans by her witchcraft,
5 I am against you. This is the declaration of the Lord of Hosts.I will lift your skirts over your faceand display your nakedness to nations,your shame to kingdoms.