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Nahum Chapter 3 (NKJV Bible)
1 Woe to the [1†]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, [2†]The mistress of sorceries, Who sells nations through her harlotries, And families through her sorceries.
5 “Behold, I am [3†]against you,” says the LORD of hosts; [4†]“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 [5†]vile, And make you [6†]a spectacle.
7 It shall come to pass that all who look upon you [7†]Will flee from you, and say, [8†]‘Nineveh is laid waste! [9†]Who will bemoan her?’ Where shall I seek comforters for you?”
8 [10†]Are you better than [11†]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; [12†]Put and Lubim were your helpers.
10 Yet she was carried away, She went into captivity; [13†]Her young children also were dashed to pieces [14†]At the head of every street; They [15†]cast lots for her honorable men, And all her great men were bound in chains.
11 You also will be [16†]drunk; You will be hidden; You also will seek refuge from the enemy.
12 All your strongholds are [17†]fig trees with ripened figs: If they are shaken, They fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Surely, [18†]your people in your midst are women! The gates of your land are wide open for your enemies; Fire shall devour the [19†]bars of your gates.
14 Draw your water for the siege! [20†]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 [21†]locust. Make yourself many—like the locust! Make yourself many— like the swarming locusts!
16 You have multiplied your [22†]merchants more than the stars of heaven. The locust plunders and flies away.
17 [23†]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 [24†]Your shepherds slumber, O [25†]king of Assyria; Your nobles rest in the dust. Your people are [26†]scattered on the mountains, And no one gathers them.
19 Your injury has no healing, [27†]Your wound is severe. [28†]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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