Zephaniah 2:12-15

Also ye, O Cushim, pierced of My sword are they.

And He stretcheth His hand against the north, And doth destroy Asshur, And he setteth Nineveh for a desolation, A dry land like a wilderness.

And crouched in her midst have droves, Every beast of the nation, Both pelican and hedge-hog in her knobs lodge, A voice doth sing at the window, `Destruction is at the threshold, For the cedar-work is exposed.'

This is the exulting city that is dwelling confidently, That is saying in her heart, `I am , and beside me there is none,' How hath she been for a desolation, A crouching-place for beasts, Every one passing by her doth hiss, He doth shake his hand!

Zephaniah 2:12-15

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