Nahum
Chapter Three
1 ¶ Woe to the bloody
city! It is all full of lies and robbery. Its victim never departs.
2 The noise of a whip And the noise of rattling wheels, Of galloping horses,
Of clattering chariots!
3 Horsemen charge with bright sword and glittering spear. There is a multitude
of slain, A great number of bodies, Countless corpses-They stumble over the
corpses-
4 Because of the multitude of harlotries of the seductive harlot, The mistress
of sorceries, Who sells nations through her harlotries, And families through
her sorceries.
5 "Behold, I am against you," says the LORD of hosts; "I will
lift your skirts over your face, I will show the nations your nakedness, And
the kingdoms your shame.
6 I will cast abominable filth upon you, Make you vile, And make you a spectacle.
7 It shall come to pass that all who look upon you Will flee from you, and say,
'Nineveh is laid waste! Who will bemoan her?' Where shall I seek comforters
for you?"
8 ¶ Are you better than No Amon That was situated by the River, That had
the waters around her, Whose rampart was the sea, Whose wall was the sea?
9 Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength, And it was boundless; Put and Lubim
were your helpers.
10 Yet she was carried away, She went into captivity; Her young children also
were dashed to pieces At the head of every street; They cast lots for her honorable
men, And all her great men were bound in chains.
11 You also will be drunk; You will be hidden; You also will seek refuge from
the enemy.
12 All your strongholds are fig trees with ripened figs: If they are shaken,
They fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Surely, your people in your midst are women! The gates of your land are wide
open for your enemies; Fire shall devour the bars of your gates.
14 Draw your water for the siege! Fortify your strongholds! Go into the clay
and tread the mortar! Make strong the brick kiln!
15 There the fire will devour you, The sword will cut you off; It will eat you
up like a locust. Make yourself many-like the locust! Make yourself many-like
the swarming locusts!
16 You have multiplied your merchants more than the stars of heaven. The locust
plunders and flies away.
17 Your commanders are like swarming locusts, And your generals like great grasshoppers,
Which camp in the hedges on a cold day; When the sun rises they flee away, And
the place where they are is not known.
18 Your shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria; Your nobles rest in the dust.
Your people are scattered on the mountains, And no one gathers them.
19 Your injury has no healing, Your wound is severe. All who hear news of you
Will clap their hands over you, For upon whom has not your wickedness passed
continually?
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