1Woe to the bloodyacity! it is all full of lies and robbery; the preydeparteth not;
The noise of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of the wheels, and of the pransinghorses, and of the jumpingchariots.3
The horseman lifteth up both the brightbsword and the glitteringspear: and there is a multitude of slain, and a great number of carcases; and there is none end of their corpses; they stumble upon their corpses:4
Because of the multitude of the whoredoms of the wellfavouredharlot , the mistress of witchcrafts, that sellethnations through her whoredoms, and families through her witchcrafts.