How horrible it will be for that city of bloody violence! It is completely full of lies and stolen goods--never without victims.
The sound of the whip! The sound of rattling wheels! Horses gallop! Chariots bounce along!
Horses charge! Swords flash! Spears glitter! Many are killed! Dead bodies pile up! There is no end to the corpses! People trip over corpses
because of Nineveh's constant prostitution, this very charming mistress of evil magic. She used to sell nations her prostitution and people her evil magic."
"I am against you, Nineveh," declares the LORD of Armies. "I will lift up your dress over your face. I will show nations your naked body and kingdoms your disgrace.
I will throw filth on you. I will make you look like a fool. I will make you a sight to be seen.
Everyone who sees you will run from you, saying, 'Nineveh has been violently destroyed! Who will feel sorry for her?' Where can I find anyone to comfort you?"