Ezekiel 21:15-17

Young's Literal Translation

¹⁵ To melt the heart, and to multiply the ruins, By all their gates I have set the point of a sword. Ah, it is made for brightness, Wrapt up for slaughter.

¹⁶ Take possession of the right, place thyself at the left, Whither thy face is appointed.

¹⁷ And I also, I smite My hand on my hand, And have caused My fury to rest; I, Jehovah, have spoken.'