Nahum 2:5-9

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.

Plunder the silver, Plunder the gold! For there is no end to the treasure— Wealth from every kind of desirable object.