Nahum Chapter 3
3:1 | Woe to the bloody city! it [is] all full of lies [and] robbery; the prey departeth not; |
3:2 | The noise of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of the wheels, and of the prancing horses, and of the jumping ![]() |
3:3 | The horseman lifteth up both the bright ![]() |
3:4 | Because of the multitude of the whoredoms of the wellfavoured harlot, the mistress of witchcrafts, that selleth nations through her whoredoms, and families through her witchcrafts. |
3:5 | Behold, I [am] against thee, saith the LORD of hosts; and I will discover thy skirts upon thy face, and I will show the nations thy nakedness, and the kingdoms thy shame. |
3:6 | And I will cast abominable filth upon thee, and make thee vile, and will set thee as a gazingstock. |
3:7 | And it shall come to pass, [that] all they that look upon thee shall flee from thee, and say, Nineveh is laid waste: who will bemoan her? whence shall I seek comforters for thee? |
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3:9 | Ethiopia and Egypt [were] her strength, and [it was] infinite; Put and Lubim were thy helpers. |
3:10 | Yet [was] she carried away, she went into captivity: her young children also were dashed in pieces at the top of all the streets: and they cast lots for her honourable men, and all her great men were bound in chains. |
3:11 | Thou also shalt be drunken: thou shalt be hid, thou also shalt seek strength because of the enemy. |
3:12 | All thy strong holds [shall be like] fig trees with the firstripe figs: if they be shaken, they shall even fall into the mouth of the eater. |
3:13 | Behold, thy people in the midst of thee [are] women: the gates of thy land shall be set wide open unto thine enemies: the fire shall devour thy bars. |
3:14 | Draw thee ![]() |
3:15 | There shall the fire devour thee; the ![]() |
3:16 | Thou hast multiplied thy merchants above the ![]() |
3:17 | Thy crowned [are] as the locusts, and thy captains as the great grasshoppers, which camp in the hedges in the cold ![]() ![]() |
3:18 | Thy shepherds slumber, O ![]() |
3:19 | [There is] no healing of thy bruise; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the bruit of thee shall clap the hands over thee: for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually? |