Native Bible

Berean Standard Bible

Your guards * are like the swarming locust, and your scribes * like clouds of locusts that settle on the walls on a cold day. When the sun rises, they fly away, and no one knows where.

Context

15There the fire will devour you; the sword will cut you down and consume you like a young locust. Make yourself many like the young locust; make yourself many like the swarming locust! 16You have multiplied your merchants more than the stars of the sky. The young locust strips the land and flies away. 17Your guards * are like the swarming locust, and your scribes * like clouds of locusts that settle on the walls on a cold day. When the sun rises, they fly away, and no one knows where. 18O king of Assyria, your shepherds slumber; your officers sleep. Your people are scattered on the mountains with no one to gather them. 19There is no healing for your injury; your wound is severe. All who hear the news of you applaud your downfall, for who has not experienced your constant cruelty?

English text: Berean Standard Bible (BSB). English audio: Berean Standard Audio Bible.