6 The river gates are thrown open

and the palace collapses.

7 It is decreed that Nineveh

be exiled and carried away.

Her female slaves moan like doves

and beat on their breasts.

8 Nineveh is like a pool

whose water is draining away.

“Stop! Stop!” they cry,

but no one turns back.

6 The gates of the rivers shall be opened,

And the palace shall be dissolved.

7 And Huzzab shall be led away captive, she shall be brought up,

And her maids shall lead her as with the voice of doves,

Tabering upon their breasts.

8 But Nineveh is of old like a pool of water:

Yet they shall flee away.

Stand, stand, shall they cry; but none shall look back.

6 The river gates have been torn open!

The palace is about to collapse!

7 Nineveh’s exile has been decreed,

and all the servant girls mourn its capture.

They moan like doves

and beat their breasts in sorrow.

8 Nineveh is like a leaking water reservoir!

The people are slipping away.

“Stop, stop!” someone shouts,

but no one even looks back.

6 The gates of the rivers are opened,

And the palace is dissolved.

7 It is decreed:

She shall be led away captive,

She shall be brought up;

And her maidservants shall lead her as with the voice of doves,

Beating their breasts.

8 Though Nineveh of old was like a pool of water,

Now they flee away.

“Halt! Halt!” they cry;

But no one turns back.

6 The river gates are thrown open,

and the palace is destroyed.

7 It has been announced that the people of Nineveh

will be captured and carried away.

The slave girls moan like doves

and beat their breasts, because they are sad.

8 Nineveh is like a pool,

and now its water is draining away.

“Stop! Stop!” the people yell,

but no one turns back.

6 The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved. 7 And it is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her handmaids moan as with the voice of doves, beating upon their breasts.

8 But Nineveh hath been from of old like a pool of water: yet they flee away. Stand, stand, they cry; but none looketh back.

6 The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace melteth away. 7 And it is decreed: she shall be uncovered, she shall be led away, and her maids shall moan as with the voice of doves, drumming upon their breasts. 8 Nineveh hath been like a pool of water, since the day she existed, yet they flee away. …Stand! Stand! But none looketh back.

6 The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace melts away. 

7 The Lord has determined: 

“It will be stripped. 

It will be carried away. 

Its young women will be mourning like doves 

as they beat their breasts.” 

8 Nineveh was like a pool of water from its first day on. 

But now its people are fleeing. 

“Stop! Stop!” 

But no one turns around. 

6 The river gates are opened,

and the palace erodes away.

7 Beauty is stripped,

she is carried away;

her ladies-in-waiting moan

like the sound of doves,

and beat their breasts.

8 Nineveh has been like a pool of water

from her first days,

but they are fleeing.

“Stop! Stop!” they cry,

but no one turns back.

6 The river gates are opened,

the palace trembles.

7 It is decreed that the city be exiled,

its slave women led away,

moaning like doves

and beating their breasts.

8 Nineveh is like a pool

whose waters run away.

“Halt! Halt!”—

but no one turns back.

6 The gates of the river are opened;

the palace trembles.

7 Her goddess is taken out and taken into exile;

her maidservants moan like doves;

they beat on their breasts.

8 Nineveh is like a pool of water without its water.

As they flee, she cries, “Stop! Stop!”

But there is no one who turns back.

6 They open the gates that hold back

the waters of the river.

And the palace falls down.

7 The attackers order that the city’s people

be taken away as prisoners.

The female slaves cry like sad doves.

They beat their chests.

8 Nineveh is like a pool.

Its water is draining away.

“Stop running away!” someone cries out.

But no one turns back.

6 The gates of the rivers are opened

And the palace is dissolved.

7 It is fixed:

She is stripped, she is carried away,

And her handmaids are moaning like the sound of doves,

Beating on their breasts.

8 Though Nineveh was like a pool of water throughout her days,

Now they are fleeing;

“Stop, stop,”

But no one turns back.