15. The fire will devour you there;the sword will cut you down.It will devour you like the young locust. Multiply yourselves like the young locust,multiply like the swarming locust!
16. You have made your merchants more numerous than the stars of the sky.The young locust strips the landand flies away.
17. Your court officials are like the swarming locust,and your scribes like clouds of locusts,which settle on the walls on a cold day;when the sun rises, they take off,and no one knows where they are.
18. King of Assyria, your shepherds slumber; your officers sleep.Your people are scattered across the mountains with no one to gather them together.
19. There is no remedy for your injury;your wound is severe. All who hear the news about youwill clap their hands because of you, for who has not experiencedyour constant cruelty?