The Lord of Hosts Will Be Mindful of You, O Nation of the Cherothites

The word of the lord is against you, o canaan, and i will destroy you till no inhabitant is left. Ashdod's people shall be driven out at noon, and ekron shall be uprooted. You also o ethiopians, shall be slain by my sword. And he will stretch out his hand against the north and destroy assyria. He will make nineveh a desolation, a dry waste like the desert. This is the exultant city that dwelt secure, that said to herself, i am and there is none else. What a desolation. She has become a layer for wild beasts. Every one who passes by her hisses