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Without Me it hath bowed down In the place of a bound one, And in the place of the slain they fall. With all this not turned back hath His anger, And still His hand is stretched out.

Wo [to] Asshur, a rod of Mine anger, And a staff in their hand [is] Mine indignation.

Against a profane nation I send him, And concerning a people of My wrath I charge him, To spoil spoil, and to seize prey, And to make it a treading-place as the clay of out places.

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Nothing will remain but to cringe among the captives(A)
    or fall among the slain.(B)

Yet for all this, his anger is not turned away,(C)
    his hand is still upraised.

God’s Judgment on Assyria

“Woe(D) to the Assyrian,(E) the rod(F) of my anger,
    in whose hand is the club(G) of my wrath!(H)
I send him against a godless(I) nation,
    I dispatch(J) him against a people who anger me,(K)
to seize loot and snatch plunder,(L)
    and to trample(M) them down like mud in the streets.

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