And now I will break his yoke from off thee, and will burst thy bonds apart.

But Nineveh has been from of old like a pool of water. Yet they flee away. Stand, stand, [they cry], but none looks back.

Behold, I am against thee, says LORD of hosts, and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword shall devour thy young lions. And I will cut off thy prey from the earth, and the voice of thy messengers shall no more be hear

And it shall come to pass, that all those who look upon thee shall flee from thee, and say, Nineveh is laid waste. Who will bemoan her? From where shall I seek comforters for thee?