Nahum 3:18 YLT

¹⁶  Multiply thy merchants above the stars of the heavens, The cankerworm hath stripped off, and doth flee away.

¹⁷  Thy crowned ones 'are' as a locust, And thy princes as great grasshoppers, That encamp in hedges in a day of cold, The sun hath risen, and it doth flee away, And not known is its place where they are.

¹⁸  Slumbered have thy friends, king of Asshur, Rest do thine honourable ones, Scattered have been thy people on the mountains, And there is none gathering.

¹⁹  There is no weakening of thy destruction, Grievous 'is' thy smiting, All hearing thy fame have clapped the hand at thee, For over whom did not thy wickedness pass continually?