13 And He will stretch out His hand against the north
And cause Assyria to perish,
And He will make Nineveh a desolation,
Parched like the wilderness.
14 Flocks will lie down in her midst,
All the beasts of the nation;
Both the pelican and the hedgehog
Will lodge in the tops of her pillars;
Their voice will sing in the window,
Ruin will be on the threshold;
For He has laid bare the cedar work.
15 This is the exultant city
Which inhabits securely,
Who says in her heart,
“I am, and there is no one besides me.”
How she has become an object of horror,
A resting place for beasts!
Everyone who passes by her will hiss
And wave his hand in contempt.