8. Nineveh is like a pool whose water is draining away. “Stop! Stop!” they cry, but no one turns back.
9. Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold! The supply is endless, the wealth from all its treasures!
10. She is pillaged, plundered, stripped! Hearts melt, knees give way, bodies tremble, every face grows pale.
11. Where now is the lions’ den, the place where they fed their young, where the lion and lioness went, and the cubs, with nothing to fear?
12. The lion killed enough for his cubs and strangled the prey for his mate, filling his lairs with the kill and his dens with the prey.