Nahum

¹ full of lies, bursting with loot, addicted to violence!

² horses rearing, chariots lurching,

³ brandishing swords and spears, Dead bodies rotting in the street, corpses stacked like cordwood, Bodies in every gutter and alley, clogging every intersection!

⁴ Whore City, Fatally seductive, you're the Witch of Seduction, luring nations to their ruin with your evil spells.

⁵ I, God-of-the-Angel-Armies! I'll strip you of your seductive silk robes and expose you on the world stage. I'll let the nations get their fill of the ugly truth of who you really are and have been all along.

⁶ and place you on a pedestal: 'Slut on Exhibit.'

⁷ 'Nineveh's a pigsty: What on earth did we ever see in her? Who would give her a second look? Ugh!' "

⁸ proudly invincible on the River Nile, Protected by the great River, walled in by the River, secure?

⁹ Egypt to the north. Put and Libya, strong friends, were ready to step in and help.

¹⁰ The whole city was marched off to a refugee camp, Her babies smashed to death in public view on the streets, Her prize leaders auctioned off, her celebrities put in chain gangs.

¹¹ You'll soon be staggering like a bunch of drunks, Wondering what hit you, looking for a place to sleep it off.

¹² the lush peaches ripe, ready for the picking. One shake of the tree and they fall straight into hungry mouths.

¹³ You're sitting ducks. Your borders are gaping doors, inviting your enemies in. And who's to stop them?

¹⁴ Shore up your defenses. Get down to basics: Work the clay and make bricks.

¹⁵ Enemy fire will burn you up. Swords will cut you to pieces. You'll be chewed up as if by locusts. Yes, as if by locusts—a fitting fate, for you yourselves are a locust plague.

¹⁶ more buyers and sellers than stars in the sky! A plague of locusts, cleaning out the neighborhood and then flying off.

¹⁷ your brokers and bankers are locusts. Early on, they're all at your service, full of smiles and promises, But later when you return with questions or complaints, you'll find they've flown off and are nowhere to be found.

¹⁸ in charge of caring for your people, Are busy doing everything else but. They're not doing their job, And your people are scattered and lost. There's no one to look after them.

¹⁹ Your wound is fatal. When the story of your fate gets out, the whole world will applaud and cry "Encore!" Your cruel evil has seeped into every nook and cranny of the world. Everyone has felt it and suffered.