"So he will turnhis facetoward the fortressesof his own land,but he will stumbleand falland be foundnomore.
"He fliesawaylike a dream,and they cannotfindhim; Even like a visionof the nighthe is chasedaway.
"He breaksin pieces mightymenwithoutinquiry,And setsothersin their place.
When evildoerscameupon me to devourmy flesh,My adversariesand my enemies,they stumbledand fell.
I have seena wicked,violentmanSpreadinghimself like a luxurianttreein its nativesoil.
Then he passedaway,and lo,he was nomore;I soughtfor him, but he could not be found.
The earthreelsto and frolike a drunkardAnd it totterslike a shack,For its transgressionis heavyupon it, And it will fall,neverto riseagain.
Let not the swiftmanflee,Northe mightymanescape;In the northbesidethe riverEuphratesThey have stumbledand fallen.
"I will bringterrorson you and you will be nomore;though you will be sought,you will neverbe foundagain,"declaresthe LordGOD.
"But one of the descendantsof her linewill arisein his place,and he will comeagainst[their] armyand enterthe fortressof the kingof the North,and he will dealwith them and display[great] strength.
