3 Horsemen charge with bright sword and glittering spear.There is a multitude of slain,A great number of bodies,Countless corpses—They stumble over the corpses—
4 Because of the multitude of harlotries of the seductive harlot,The mistress of sorceries,Who sells nations through her harlotries,And families through her sorceries.
5 “Behold, I am against you,” says the Lord of hosts;“I will lift your skirts over your face,I will show the nations your nakedness,And the kingdoms your shame.
6 I will cast abominable filth upon you,Make you vile,And make you a spectacle.
7 It shall come to pass that all who look upon youWill flee from you, and say,‘Nineveh is laid waste!Who will bemoan her?’Where shall I seek comforters for you?”
8 Are you better than No AmonThat was situated by the River,That had the waters around her,Whose rampart was the sea,Whose wall was the sea?
9 Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength,And it was boundless;Put and Lubim were your helpers.