4. The chariots rage in the streets, they justle one against another in the broad ways: the appearance of them is like torches, they run like the lightnings.
5. He remembereth his worthies: they stumble in their march; they make haste to the wall thereof, and the mantelet is prepared.
6. The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved.
7. And Huzzab is uncovered, she is carried away, and her handmaids mourn as with the voice of doves, tabering upon their breasts.
8. But Nineveh hath been from of old like a pool of water: yet they flee away; Stand, stand, they cry; but none looketh back.
9. Take ye the spoil of silver, take the spoil of gold: for there is none end of the store, the glory of all pleasant furniture.