Nahum:3
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Woe to the city of blood !
She is all full of deceit and robbery ;
She ceaseth not from plunder .
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The noise of the whip !
The noise of the rattling of the wheels ,
And of the prancing horses ,
And of the bounding chariots !
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The horseman lifteth up the flame of the sword ,
And the lightning of the spear ;
There is a multitude of the slain ;
heaps of dead bodies ;
There is no end to the carcasses ;
they stumble over the carcasses .
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It is because of the many whoredoms of the harlot ,
The graceful beauty ,
the mistress of enchantments ,
That sold nations by her whoredoms ,
And kingdoms by her enchantments .
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Behold ,
I am against thee ,
saith Jehovah of host ,
And I will lift up thy trail over thy face ,
And I will show the nations thy nakedness ,
And the kingdoms thy shame .
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And I will cast abominable filth upon thee ,
And I will dishonor thee ,
and make thee a gazing
stock ,
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And all that see thee shall flee from thee ,
And shall say , "
Nineveh is laid waste ;
Who will bemoan her ?
Whence shall I seek comforters for thee ?"
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Art thou better than No
Ammon ,
That dwelt by the rivers ,
That had the waters round about her ,
Whose fortress was the sea ,
And whose wall was from the waters ?
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Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength ,
a countless multitude ;
Phut and Lybia were thy helpers !
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Yet was she carried away ;
she went into captivity ;
Her children were dashed in pieces at the head of all the streets ;
For her honorable men they cast lots ,
And all her great men were bound in chains .
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Thou also shalt drink to the full ;
Thou ,
too ,
shalt be hidden ;
Thou shalt seek a refuge from the enemy !
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All thy strong
holds shall be like fig
trees with the first ripe figs ;
If they be shaken ,
they fall into the mouth of the eater .
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Behold ,
thy people shall be women in the midst of thee ;
The gates of thy land shall be set wide open to thine enemies ;
The fire shall devour thy bars .
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Draw thee water for the siege ,
Fortify thy strongholds .
Go into the clay ,
and tread the mortar ;
Repair the brick
kiln !
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Then shall the fire devour thee ;
The sword shall cut thee off ,
It shall devour thee like the locust ;
Though thou art increased like the locusts ,
Though thou art increased like the thick locusts .
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Thy merchants have been more numerous than the stars of heaven ;
The locusts spread themselves and fly away .
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Thy princes are like locusts ,
And thy captains like swarms of locusts ,
Which encamp in the hedges in the time of cold ;
But when the sun ariseth ,
they flee away ,
And the place is not known where they are .
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Thy shepherds slumber ,
O king of Assyria !
Thy nobles take their rest ,
Thy people are scattered on the mountains ,
and none gathereth them .
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Thy bruise is incurable ;
Thy wound is mortal .
All that hear of thee shall clap their hands over thee ;
For upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually ?