The chariots shall rage in the streets, they shall justle one against another in the broad ways: they shall seem like torches, they shall run like the lightnings.
He shall recount his worthies: they shall stumble in their walk; they shall make haste to the wall thereof, and the defence shall be prepared.
The gates of the rivers shall be opened, and the palace shall be dissolved.
And Huzzab shall be led away captive, she shall be brought up, and her maids shall lead her
as with the voice of doves, tabering upon their breasts.
But Nineveh is
of old like a pool of water: yet they shall flee away. Stand, stand, shall they cry
; but none shall look back.
Take ye the spoil of silver, take the spoil of gold: for there is
none end of the store and
glory out of all the pleasant furniture.