⁷ The Lord is good,^(A)
    a refuge in times of trouble.^(B)
He cares for^(C) those who trust in him,^(D)
8     but with an overwhelming flood^(E)
he will make an end of Nineveh;
    he will pursue his foes into the realm of darkness.

⁹ Whatever they plot^(F) against the Lord
    he will bring^[a] to an end;
    trouble will not come a second time.

² The Lord will restore^(B) the splendor^(C) of Jacob
    like the splendor of Israel,
though destroyers have laid them waste
    and have ruined their vines.

³ The shields of the soldiers are red;
    the warriors are clad in scarlet.^(D)
The metal on the chariots flashes
    on the day they are made ready;
    the spears of juniper are brandished.^[b]
4 The chariots^(E) storm through the streets,
    rushing back and forth through the squares.
They look like flaming torches;
    they dart about like lightning.

⁵ Nineveh summons her picked troops,
    yet they stumble^(F) on their way.
They dash to the city wall;
    the protective shield is put in place.
⁶ The river gates^(G) are thrown open
    and the palace collapses.
⁷ It is decreed^[c] that Nineveh
    be exiled and carried away.
Her female slaves moan^(H) like doves
    and beat on their breasts.^(I)
8 Nineveh is like a pool
    whose water is draining away.
“Stop! Stop!” they cry,
    but no one turns back.
⁹ Plunder the silver!
    Plunder the gold!
The supply is endless,
    the wealth from all its treasures!
¹⁰ She is pillaged, plundered, stripped!
    Hearts melt,^(J) knees give way,
    bodies tremble, every face grows pale.^(K)

¹¹ Where now is the lions’ den,^(L)
    the place where they fed their young,
where the lion and lioness went,
    and the cubs, with nothing to fear?
¹² The lion killed^(M) enough for his cubs
    and strangled the prey for his mate,
filling his lairs^(N) with the kill
    and his dens with the prey.^(O)

¹³ “I am against^(P) you,”
    declares the Lord Almighty.
“I will burn up your chariots in smoke,^(Q)
    and the sword^(R) will devour your young lions.
    I will leave you no prey on the earth.
The voices of your messengers
    will no longer be heard.”^(S)

¹⁸ King of Assyria, your shepherds^[a] slumber;^(A)
    your nobles lie down to rest.^(B)
Your people are scattered^(C) on the mountains
    with no one to gather them.
¹⁹ Nothing can heal you;^(D)
    your wound is fatal.
All who hear the news about you
    clap their hands^(E) at your fall,
for who has not felt
    your endless cruelty?^(F)