Nahum 3:17-19

New Catholic Bible

¹⁷ Your guards are like locusts,
    and your scribes are like swarms of grasshoppers
that settle in the walls
    on a cold day.
However, when the sun rises, they fly away,
    and no one knows where they have gone.

¹⁸ Alas, your shepherds are asleep,
    O king of Assyria;
    your neighbors lie down to rest.
Your people are scattered on the mountains
    with no one to gather them.
¹⁹ There is no way to relieve your wound;
    your injury is mortal.
All who hear this news about your fate
    clap their hands over your downfall.
For who has not suffered
    as a result of your relentless cruelty?