Book 34 : NAHUM - Chapter 003
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The noise of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of the
wheels, and of the pransing horses, and of the jumping
chariots
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The horseman lifteth up both the bright sword and the
glittering spear: and there is a multitude of slain, and a
great number of carcases; and there is none end of their
corpses; they stumble upon their corpses
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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
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Behold, I am against thee, saith the LORD of hosts; and I will
discover thy skirts upon thy face, and I will shew the nations
thy nakedness, and the kingdoms thy shame
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And I will cast abominable filth upon thee, and make thee
vile, and will set thee as a gazingstock
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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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Art thou better than populous No, that was situate among the
rivers, that had the waters round about it, whose rampart was
the sea, and her wall was from the sea
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Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength, and it was infinite; Put
and Lubim were thy helpers
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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
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Thou also shalt be drunken: thou shalt be hid, thou also shalt
seek strength because of the enemy
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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
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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
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Draw thee waters for the siege, fortify thy strong holds: go
into clay, and tread the morter, make strong the brickkiln
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There shall the fire devour thee; the sword shall cut thee
off, it shall eat thee up like the cankerworm: make thyself
many as the cankerworm, make thyself many as the locusts
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Thou hast multiplied thy merchants above the stars of heaven:
the cankerworm spoileth, and fleeth away
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Thy crowned are as the locusts, and thy captains as the great
grasshoppers, which camp in the hedges in the cold day, but
when the sun ariseth they flee away, and their place is not
known where they are
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Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria: thy nobles shall
dwell in the dust: thy people is scattered upon the mountains,
and no man gathereth them
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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?
Book 34 : NAHUM
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