¹¹ And I have cut off the cities of thy land, And I have thrown down all thy fortresses,

¹² For a day `is' to Jehovah of Hosts, For every proud and high one, And for every lifted up and low one,

¹³ And for all cedars of Lebanon, The high and the exalted ones, And for all oaks of Bashan,

¹⁴ And for all the high mountains, And for all the exalted heights,

¹⁵ And for every high tower, And for every fenced wall,

¹⁶ And for all ships of Tarshish, And for all desirable pictures.

¹⁷ And bowed down hath been the haughtiness of man, And humbled the loftiness of men, And set on high hath Jehovah alone been in that day.

¹¹ And I say, `Till when, O Lord?' And He saith, `Surely till cities have been wasted without inhabitant, And houses without man, And the ground be wasted -- a desolation,

¹¹ And thou hast said: I go up against a land of unwalled villages, I go in to those at rest, dwelling confidently, All of them are dwelling without walls, And bar and doors they have not.

¹⁴ And rise doth a tumult among thy people, And all thy fortresses are spoiled, As the spoiling of Shalman of Beth-Arbel, In a day of battle, Mother against sons dashed in pieces.

⁹ Who is brightening up the spoiled against the strong, And the spoiled against a fortress cometh.

⁶ And he answereth and speaketh unto me, saying: `This `is' a word of Jehovah unto Zerubbabel, saying: Not by a force, nor by power, But -- by My Spirit, said Jehovah of Hosts.