17 'Thus says the LORD of hosts, behold, I am sending on them 1sword, famine, and pestilence, and I will make them like 2vile figs that are so rotten they cannot be eaten.
18 I will pursue them with 3sword, famine, and pestilence, 4and will make them a horror to all the kingdoms of the earth, 5to be a curse, a terror, a hissing, and a reproach among all the nations 6where I have driven them,