6 The gates of the rivers are opened,
And the palace is melted away.
7 So it stands fixed:
She is exiled, she is carried away,
And her maidservants are moaning like the sound of doves,
Beating on their hearts.
8 Though Nineveh was like a pool of water throughout her days,
Now they are fleeing;
“Stand! Stand!”
But no one turns back.
9 Plunder the silver!
Plunder the gold!
And there is no limit to the treasure—
Wealth from every kind of desirable object.
10 She is emptied! Yes, she is emptied out and eviscerated!
Hearts are melting and knees knocking!
Also anguish is in all their loins,
And all their faces turn pale!
11 Where is the den of the lions
And the feeding place of the young lions,
Where the lion, lioness, and lion’s cub prowled,
With nothing to make them tremble?