Who can stand before His indignation?
Who can endure the burning of His anger?
His wrath is poured out like fire
And the rocks are broken up by Him.

The Lord is good,
A stronghold in the day of trouble,
And He knows those who take refuge in Him.

Like tangled thorns,
And like those who are drunken with their drink,
They are consumed
As stubble completely withered.

From you has gone forth
One who plotted evil against the Lord,
A wicked counselor.

Behold, on the mountains the feet of him who brings good news,
Who announces peace!
Celebrate your feasts, O Judah;
Pay your vows.
For never again will the wicked one pass through you;
He is cut off completely.

The one who scatters has come up against you.
Man the fortress, watch the road;
Strengthen your back, summon all your strength.

All because of the many harlotries of the harlot,
The charming one, the mistress of sorceries,
Who sells nations by her harlotries
And families by her sorceries.

“And it will come about that all who see you
Will shrink from you and say,
‘Nineveh is devastated!
Who will grieve for her?’
Where will I seek comforters for you?”

There is no relief for your breakdown,
Your wound is incurable.
All who hear about you
Will clap their hands over you,
For on whom has not your evil passed continually?