13
Behold thy people in the midst of thee are women: the gates of thy land shall be set wide open to thy enemies, the fire shall devour thy bars.
14
Draw thee water for the siege, build up thy bulwarks: go into the clay, and tread, work it and make brick.
15
There shall the fire devour thee: thou shalt perish by the sword, it shall devour thee like the bruchus: assemble together like the bruchus, make thyself many like the locust.
16
Thou hast multiplied thy merchandises above the stars of heaven: the bruchus hath spread himself and flown away.
17
Thy guards are like the locusts: and thy little ones like the locusts of locusts which swarm on the hedges in the day of cold: the sun arose, and they flew away, and their place was not known where they were.