4 The chariots storm through the streets,rushing back and forth through the squares.They look like flaming torches;they dart about like lightning.
5 Nineveh summons her picked troops,yet they stumble on their way.They dash to the city wall;the protective shield is put in place.
6 The river gates are thrown openand the palace collapses.
7 It is decreed that Ninevehbe exiled and carried away.Her female slaves moan like dovesand beat on their breasts.
8 Nineveh is like a poolwhose water is draining away.‘Stop! Stop!’ they cry,but no one turns back.
9 Plunder the silver!Plunder the gold!The supply is endless,the wealth from all its treasures!
10 She is pillaged, plundered, stripped!Hearts melt, knees give way,bodies tremble, every face grows pale.