<p class="poetry">But you have been thrown out of your gravep> <p class="poetry">like a shoot that is thrown away.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">You lie among<n id="2" /> the slain,p> <p class="poetry">among those who have been slashed by the sword,p> <p class="poetry">among those headed for<n id="3" /> the stones of the pit,<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">as if you were a mangled corpse.<n id="5" />p>

<p class="poetry">For they flee from the swords &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">from the drawn swordp> <p class="poetry">and from the battle-ready bowp> <p class="poetry">and from the severity of the battle.p>

<p class="poetry">The noisy city is full of raucous sounds;p> <p class="poetry">the town is filled with revelry.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Your slain were not cut down by the sword;p> <p class="poetry">they did not die in battle.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">Assyria will fall by a sword, but not one human-made;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">a sword not made by humankind will destroy them.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">They will run away from this sword<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">and their young men will be forced to do hard labor.p>

<p class="bodytext">In response to all this<n id="1" /> I said, &#8220;Ah, Lord <sc>Godsc>,<n id="2" /> you have surely allowed<n id="3" /> the people of Judah and Jerusalem<n id="4" /> to be deceived by those who say, &#8216;You will be safe!&#8217;<n id="5" /> But in fact a sword is already at our throats.&#8221;<n id="6" />p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;Make an announcement throughout Egypt.p> <p class="poetry">Proclaim it in Migdol, Memphis, and Tahpanhes.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8216;Take your positions and prepare to do battle.p> <p class="poetry">For the enemy army is destroying all the nations around you.&#8217;<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">I will make many stumble.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">They will fall over one another in their hurry to flee.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">They will say, &#8216;Get up!p> <p class="poetry">Let&#8217;s go back to our own people.p> <p class="poetry">Let&#8217;s go back to our homelandsp> <p class="poetry">because the enemy is coming to destroy us.&#8217;<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">People will not praise Moab any more.p> <p class="poetry">The enemy will capture Heshbon<n id="1" /> and plot<n id="2" /> how to destroy Moab,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">saying, &#8216;Come, let&#8217;s put an end to that nation!&#8217;p> <p class="poetry">City of Madmen, you will also be destroyed.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">A destructive army will march against you.<n id="5" />p>

<p class="poetry">Kill all the farmers who sow the seed in the land of Babylon.p> <p class="poetry">Kill all those who wield the sickle at harvest time.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Let all the foreigners return to their own people.p> <p class="poetry">Let them hurry back to their own landsp> <p class="poetry">to escape destruction by that enemy army.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc> says,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;Attack<n id="2" /> the land of Merathaimp> <p class="poetry">and the people who live in Pekod!<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">Pursue, kill, and completely destroy them!<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Do just as I have commanded you!<n id="5" />p>

<p class="lamhebrew">&#1512; (<i>Reshi>)p> <p class="poetry">Look, O <sc>Lordsc>! I am distressed;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">my stomach is in knots!<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">My heart is pounding<n id="3" /> inside me.p> <p class="poetry">Yes, I was terribly rebellious!<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Out in the street the sword bereaves a mother of her children;<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">Inside the house death is present.<n id="6" />p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;&#8216;He gave it to be polished,p> <p class="poetry">to be grasped in the hand &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">the sword is sharpened, it is polished &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">giving it into the hand of the executioner.p>

<p class="poetry">So hearts melt with fear and many stumble.p> <p class="poetry">At all their gates I have stationed the sword for slaughter.p> <p class="poetry">Ah! It is made to flash, it is drawn for slaughter!p>

Mark out the routes for the sword to take: &#8220;Rabbah of the Ammonites&#8221; and &#8220;Judah with Jerusalem in it.&#8221;<n id="1" />

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;&#8216;Therefore, this is what the sovereign <sc>Lordsc> says: Look, I am about to bring a sword against you, and I will kill<n id="1" /> every person and every animal.

I am against<n id="1" /> you and your waterways. I will turn the land of Egypt into an utter desolate ruin from Migdol<n id="2" /> to Syene,<n id="3" /> as far as the border with Ethiopia.

<p class="poetry">A sword will come against Egyptp> <p class="poetry">and panic will overtake Ethiopiap> <p class="poetry">when the slain fall in Egyptp> <p class="poetry">and they carry away her wealthp> <p class="poetry">and dismantle her foundations.p>

Those who lived in its shade, its allies<n id="1" /> among the nations, also went down with it to Sheol, to those killed by the sword.

The bravest of the warriors will speak to him from the midst of Sheol along with his allies, saying: &#8216;The uncircumcised have come down; they lie still, killed by the sword.&#8217;p>

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;Meshech-Tubal is there, along with all her hordes around her grave.<n id="1" /> All of them are uncircumcised, killed by the sword, for they spread their terror in the land of the living.