6. He will recall his majestic ones. They will stumble in their march. They will hasten to her wall. Now the siege work is set up.
7. The river gates will be opened, and the palace will melt away.
8. What was erected will be exiled and carried away. Her handmaids are lamenting like the sound of doves, beating their breasts.
9. Nineveh was like a pool of water for days—now they are fleeing. Stop, stop! Yet no one turns back.