Nahum 2:4-8

The chariots drive wildly in the streets, They rush around in the public squares; Their appearance is like torches, They drive back and forth like lightning flashes.

He remembers his officers; They stumble in their advance, They hurry to her wall, And the mantelet is set up.

The gates of the rivers are opened And the palace sways back and forth.

It is set: She is stripped, she is led away, And her slave women are sobbing like the sound of doves, Beating their breasts.

Though Nineveh was like a pool of water throughout her days, Yet they are fleeing; “Stop, stop,” But no one turns back.