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Woe to Nineveh

NAHUM 3 [†] Woe to  p the bloody city,

all full of lies and plunder—

 q no end to the prey!

2[†] The crack of the whip, and  r rumble of the wheel,

 s galloping horse and  t bounding chariot!

3 Horsemen charging,

flashing sword and  u glittering spear,

 v hosts of slain,

heaps of corpses,

dead bodies without end—

they stumble over the bodies!

4[^][†] And all for the countless whorings of the  w prostitute,

 x graceful and of deadly charms,

who betrays nations with her whorings,

and peoples with her charms.

5[†]  m Behold, I am against you,

declares the LORD of hosts,

and  y will lift up your skirts over your face;

and I will make nations look at  z your nakedness

and kingdoms at your shame.

6 I will throw filth at you

and  a treat you with contempt

and make you  b a spectacle.

7[†] And all who look at you  c will shrink from you and say,

“Wasted is  d Nineveh;  e who will grieve for her?”

 f Where shall I seek comforters for you?

8[†]  g Are you better than  h Thebes [1]

that sat  i by the Nile,

with water around her,

her rampart a sea,

and water her wall?

9[†]  j Cush was her strength;

Egypt too, and that without limit;

 k Put and the  l Libyans were her [2] helpers.

10[†]  m Yet she became an exile;

she went into captivity;

 n her infants were dashed in pieces

at the head of every street;

for her honored men  o lots were cast,

 p and all her great men were bound in chains.

11[†]  q You also will be drunken;

you will go into hiding;

 r you will seek a refuge from the enemy.

12[†] All your fortresses are  s like fig trees

with first-ripe figs—

if shaken they fall

into the mouth of the eater.

13 Behold, your troops

 t are women in your midst.

The gates of your land

are wide open to your enemies;

fire has devoured your bars.

14[†]  u Draw water for the siege;

 r strengthen your forts;

go into the clay;

tread the mortar;

take hold of the brick mold!

15[†] There will the fire devour you;

the sword will cut you off.

It will  v devour you  w like the locust.

Multiply yourselves  w like the locust;

multiply  w like the grasshopper!

16[†] You increased  x your merchants

more than the stars of the heavens.

 w The locust spreads its wings and flies away.

17[†] Your  z princes are  w like grasshoppers,

 a your scribes [3] like clouds of locusts

settling on the fences

in a day of cold—

when the sun rises, they fly away;

no one knows where they are.

18[†] Your shepherds  b are asleep,

O king of Assyria;

 c your nobles slumber.

Your people  d are scattered on the mountains

with none to gather them.

19 There is no easing your hurt;

 e your wound is grievous.

All who hear the news about you

 f clap their hands over you.

For  g upon whom has not come

your unceasing evil?