Nahum |
1:1: The burden of |
1:2: God is jealous, and the LORD revengeth;
the LORD revengeth, and is furious; the LORD will take vengeance on his
adversaries, and he reserveth wrath for his enemies. |
1:3: The LORD is slow to anger, and great in
power, and will not at all acquit the wicked: the LORD hath his way in the
whirlwind and in the storm, and the clouds are the dust of his feet. |
1:4: He rebuketh the sea, and maketh it dry,
and drieth up all the rivers: |
1:5: The mountains quake at him, and the
hills melt, and the earth is burned at his presence, yea, the world, and all
that dwell therein. |
1:6: Who can stand before his indignation? and who can abide in the fierceness of his
anger? his fury is poured out like
fire, and the rocks are thrown down by him. |
1:7: The LORD is good, a strong hold in the
day of trouble; and he knoweth them that trust in him. |
1:8: But with an overrunning flood he will
make an utter end of the place thereof, and darkness shall pursue his
enemies. |
1:9: What do ye imagine against the
LORD? he will make an utter end:
affliction shall not rise up the second time. |
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1:12: Thus saith the LORD: Though they be
quiet, and likewise many, yet thus shall they be cut down, when he shall pass
through. Though I have afflicted thee,
I will afflict thee no more. |
1:13: For now will I break his yoke from off
thee, and will burst thy bonds in sunder. |
1:14: And the LORD hath given a commandment
concerning thee, that no more of thy name be sown: out of the house of thy
gods will I cut off the graven image and the molten image: I will make thy
grave; for thou art vile. |
1:15: Behold upon the mountains the feet of
him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace! O Judah, keep thy solemn feasts, perform
thy vows: for the wicked shall no more pass through thee; he is utterly cut
off. |
2:1: He that dasheth in pieces is come up
before thy face: keep the munition, watch the way, make thy loins strong,
fortify thy power mightily. |
2:2: For the LORD hath turned away the
excellency of Jacob, as the excellency of Israel: for the emptiers have
emptied them out, and marred their vine branches. |
2:3: The shield of his mighty men is made
red, the valiant men are in scarlet: the chariots shall be with flaming
torches in the day of his preparation, and the fir trees shall be terribly
shaken. |
2:4: The chariots shall rage in the streets,
they shall justle one against another in the broad ways: they shall seem like
torches, they shall run like the lightnings. |
2:5: He shall recount his worthies: they
shall stumble in their walk; they shall make hast to the wall thereof, and
the defence shall be prepared. |
2:6: The gates of the rivers shall be opened,
and the palace shall be dissolved. |
2:7: And Huzzab shall be led away captive,
she shall be brought up, and her maids shall lead her as with the voice of
doves, tabering upon their breasts. |
2:8: But Nineveh is of old like a pool of
water: yet they shall flee away. Stand,
stand, shall they cry; but none shall look back. |
2:9: Take ye the spoil of silver, take the
spoil of gold: for there is none end of the store and glory out of all the
pleasant furniture. |
2:10: She is empty, and void, and waste: and
the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and much pain is in all
loins, and the faces of them all gather blackness. |
2:11: Where is the dwelling of the lions, and
the feedingplace of the young lions, where the lion, even the old lion,
walked, and the lion's whelp, and none made them afraid? |
2:12: The lion did tear in pieces enough for
his whelps, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his holes with prey,
and his dens with ravin. |
2:13: Behold, I am against thee, saith the
LORD of hosts, and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword shall
devour thy young lions: and I will cut off thy prey from the earth, and the
voice of thy messengers shall no more be heard. |
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 pransing horses, and of the jumping
chariots. |
3:3: 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: |
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 shew
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? |
3:8: 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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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 waters for the siege, fortify
thy strong holds: go into clay, and tread the morter, make strong the
brickkiln. |
3:15: 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. |
3:16: Thou hast multiplied thy merchants
above the stars of heaven: the cankerworm spoileth, and flieth away. |
3:17: 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. |
3:18: 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. |
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? |