The mountains quake from Him, and the hills melt, and the earth is lifted up from before Him; even the world and all who dwell in it.

One who devises evil against Jehovah has come forth from you, one counseling worthlessness.

The chariots race madly in the streets; they shall run to and fro in the open squares. Their appearance is like torches; they dart about like lightnings.

But Nineveh is like a pool of water from her days; yet they are fleeing. Halt! Halt! they cry, but none looks back.

Seize the silver; seize the gold; for there is no end to the treasures; riches from all precious vessels.

Behold, I am against you, says Jehovah of Hosts, and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword shall devour your young lions. I will cut off your prey from the earth, and the voice of your messengers shall be heard no more.

And it shall be that all those who look upon you shall flee from you, and say, Nineveh is laid waste; who will weep for her? From where shall I seek comforters for you?