After this, he will turn back toward the fortresses of his own country but will stumble and fall, to be seen no more.
Like a dream he flies away, no more to be found, banished like a vision of the night.
Without inquiry he shatters the mighty and sets up others in their place.
When the wicked advance against me to devour me, it is my enemies and my foes who will stumble and fall.
I have seen a wicked and ruthless man flourishing like a luxuriant native tree,
but he soon passed away and was no more; though I looked for him, he could not be found.
The earth reels like a drunkard, it sways like a hut in the wind; so heavy upon it is the guilt of its rebellion that it falls—never to rise again.
“The swift cannot flee nor the strong escape. In the north by the River Euphrates they stumble and fall.
I will bring you to a horrible end and you will be no more. You will be sought, but you will never again be found, declares the Sovereign Lord.”
“One from her family line will arise to take her place. He will attack the forces of the king of the North and enter his fortress; he will fight against them and be victorious.