From you comes forth one Who plots evil against the Lord, A wicked counselor.

For now I will break off his yoke from you, And burst your bonds apart.”

“Behold, I am against you,” says the Lord of hosts, “I will burn your chariots in smoke, and the sword shall devour your young lions; I will cut off your prey from the earth, and the voice of your messengers shall be heard no more.”

It shall come to pass that all who look upon you Will flee from you, and say, ‘Nineveh is laid waste! Who will bemoan her?’ Where shall I seek comforters for you?”

You also will be drunk; You will be hidden; You also will seek refuge from the enemy.