8 bNineveh is like a pool
whose waters run away.1
“Halt! Halt!” they cry,
but cnone turns back.
7 And all who look at you cwill shrink from you and say,
“Wasted is dNineveh; ewho will grieve for her?”
fWhere shall I seek comforters for you?
2 “Arise, go to bNineveh, that cgreat city, and call out against it, dfor their evil1 has come up before me.”