1 A prophecy against the Desert by the Sea:Like whirlwinds sweeping through the southland,an invader comes from the desert,from a land of terror.
2 A dire vision has been shown to me:the traitor betrays, the looter takes loot.Elam, attack! Media, lay siege!I will bring to an end all the groaning she caused.
3 At this my body is racked with pain,pangs seize me, like those of a woman in labour;I am staggered by what I hear,I am bewildered by what I see.
4 My heart falters,fear makes me tremble;the twilight I longed forhas become a horror to me.
5 They set the tables,they spread the rugs,they eat, they drink!Get up, you officers,oil the shields!
6 This is what the Lord says to me:‘Go, post a lookoutand let him report what he sees.