1. The oracle of the desert of the sea. As whirlwinds in the Negev pass through,so it comes from the desert,from a terrible land.
2. A grievous vision is declared to me;the treacherous one still deals treacherously, and the destroyer still destroys.Go up, O Elam. Lay siege, O Media.All her sighing I have made to cease.
3. Therefore, my loins are filled with pain;pangs have taken hold of me as the pangs of a woman who travails.I am so perplexed at the hearing of it;I am so dismayed at the seeing of it.