1Woe to the city of blood,
2The crack of the whip,
3Charging horseman,
4because of the many harlotries of the harlot,
5“Behold, I am against you,”
6I will pelt you with filth
7Then all who see you
8Are you better than Thebes,3:8 Hebrew No-amon
9Cush 3:9 That is, the upper Nile region and Egypt were her boundless strength;
10Yet she became an exile;
11You too will become drunk;
12All your fortresses are fig trees
13Look at your troops—
14Draw your water for the siege;
15There the fire will devour you;
16You have multiplied your merchants
17Your guards 3:17 Or princes are like the swarming locust,
18O king of Assyria, your shepherds slumber;
19There is no healing for your injury;