A destroyer has risen in front of your face; guard the ramparts, keep watch on the road, brace yourselves, marshall all your strength.
For ADONAI is restoring the pride of Ya'akov, along with the pride of Isra'el; because plunderers have plundered them and ravaged their vines.
The shields of [Ninveh's] warriors are [dyed] red; the soldiers are wearing scarlet. The steel of the chariots flashes like fire as they prepare for battle. The cypress [spears] are poisoned.
The chariots rush madly about in the streets, jostling each other in the open places; their appearance is like torches, they run here and there like lightning.
[The king of Ninveh] assigns his officers; they stumble as they march; they hurry to its wall and set up shields to protect the battering ram.
The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace melts away.
Its mistress is stripped and carried away; her handmaids moan, they sound like doves, as they beat their breasts.
Ninveh is like a pool whose water ebbs away. "Stop! Stop!" But none of it goes back.