4They shall only bow down under the prisoners, and shall fall under the slain. For all this his anger is not turned away, but his hand is stretched out still.
5Ho Assyrian, the rod of my anger, the staff in whose hand is my indignation!
6I will send him against a profane nation, and against the people of my wrath will I give him a charge, to take the spoil, and to take the prey, and to tread them down like the mire of the streets.
7However he doesn`t mean so, neither does his heart think so; but it is in his heart to destroy, and to cut off not a few nations.
8For he says, Aren`t my princes all of them kings?
9Isn`t Calno as Carchemish? Isn`t Hamath as Arpad? Isn`t Samaria as Damascus?
10As my hand has found the kingdoms of the idols, whose engraved images did excel them of Jerusalem and of Samaria;