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16 You have made your traders[a] more numerous
    than the stars of the heavens;
    like grasshoppers that shed their skins and fly away.
17 Your sentries are like locusts,
    and your scribes like locust swarms
Gathered on the rubble fences
    on a cold day!
Yet when the sun rises, they vanish,
    and no one knows where they have gone.

18 Your shepherds slumber,
    O king of Assyria,
    your nobles have gone to rest;
Your people are scattered upon the mountains,
    with none to gather them.

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Footnotes

  1. 3:16 Traders: agents of the economic exploitation that sustained and enriched the Assyrian empire.