Nothing remains but to crouch [a]among the (A)captives
Or fall [b]among the (B)slain.
(C)In spite of all this, His anger does not turn away
And His hand is still stretched out.

Woe to (D)Assyria, the (E)rod of My anger
And the staff in whose hands is (F)My indignation,
I send it against a (G)godless nation
And commission it against the (H)people of My fury
To capture booty and (I)to seize plunder,
And to [c]trample them down like (J)mud in the streets.

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Footnotes

  1. Isaiah 10:4 Lit under
  2. Isaiah 10:4 Lit under
  3. Isaiah 10:6 Lit make them a trampled place