"Have you not heard? Long ago I ordained1 it. In days of old I planned2 it; now I have brought it to pass, that you have turned fortified cities into piles of stone.327
Their people, drained of power, are dismayed and put to shame. They are like plants in the field, like tender green shoots, like grass4 sprouting on the roof,5 scorcheda before it grows up.
"But I know where you stay and when you come and go6 and how you rage7 against me.
Because you rage against me and because your insolence8 has reached my ears, I will put my hook9 in your nose10 and my bit in your mouth, and I will make you return by the way you came.11