1. Oy , bloody city! Full of deceit, full of plunder. The prey never departs.
2. crack of whip, rattling of wheels, horse galloping, chariot jolting,
3. horseman climbing up, blade of sword and flash of spear, Many slain, a mass of corpses —no end to the corpses— they stumble over their corpses!
4. Because of the many fornications of the elegant prostitute, the mistress of sorceries, who sells nations by her fornications, and clans through her sorceries—
5. Behold, I am against you —it is a declaration of Adonai-Tzva’ot— I will lift your skirts over your face, I will show nations your nakedness and kingdoms your disgrace.