14. Draw thee water for the siege, build up thy bulwarks: go into the clay, and tread, work it and make brick.
15. There shall the fire devour thee: thou shalt perish by the sword, it shall devour thee like the bruchus: assemble together like the bruchus, make thyself many like the locust.
16. Thou hast multiplied thy merchandises above the stars of heaven: the bruchus hath spread himself and flown away.
17. Thy guards are like the locusts: and thy little ones like the locusts of locusts which swarm on the hedges in the day of cold: the sun arose, and they flew away, and their place was not known where they were.
18. Thy shepherds have slumbered, O king of Assyria, thy princes shall be buried: thy people are hid in the mountains, and there is none to gather them together.