1 Oracle on the wastelands by the sea:Like whirlwinds sweeping through the Negeb,it comes from the desert,from the fearful land.
2 A harsh vision has been announced to me:“The traitor betrays,the despoiler spoils.Go up, O Elam; besiege, O Media;put an end to all its groaning!”
3 Therefore my loins are filled with anguish,pangs have seized me like those of a woman in labor;I am too bewildered to hear,too dismayed to look.
4 My mind reels,shuddering assails me;The twilight I yearned forhe has turned into dread.