But with a rushing torrent he will bring [Nineveh] to an end; he will chase his enemies into darkness.

{Her goddess is taken out and taken into exile}; her maidservants moan like doves; they beat on their breasts.

Yet she went into captivity as an exile; her children were dashed to pieces at the head of [the] streets; they cast lots for all of her nobles; all of her dignitaries were bound with chains.

All of your fortifications [are like] fig trees with [ripe] firstfruits-- if they are shaken, they will fall into the mouth of the eater.