AFV2020 - Nahum - 3

3:1  Woe to the bloody city! It is steeped in lies, and full of plunder; the victim never departs.

3:2  The sound of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of a wheel, and of a galloping horse, and of a bounding chariot.

3:3  The horseman lifts up both the bright sword and the glittering spear. And many are slain, and there are masses of dead bodies, and no end of corpses; they stumble over the dead bodies,

3:4  Because of the multitude of the whoredoms of the well-favored harlot, the mistress of witchcrafts who sells nations by her whoredoms, and families by her witchcrafts.

3:5  "Behold, I am against you," says the LORD of hosts; "and I will lift your skirts over your face. And I will cause the nations to see your nakedness, and the kingdoms your shame.

3:6  And I will cast abominable filth upon you, and will make you vile, and will set you as a gazing stock.

3:7  And it shall be that all those who look upon you shall flee from you, and say, 'Nineveh is laid waste; who will weep for her?' From where shall I seek comforters for you?"

3:8  Are you better than No Amon, that dwelt among the Nile branches, that had waters all around her, whose rampart was the sea, the waters her wall?

3:9  Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength, yea, without end. Put and Lubim were among your helpers.

3:10  Yet she went into exile; she went into captivity, and her young children also were dashed to pieces at the head of all the streets; and they cast lots for her honorable men, and all her great men were bound in chains.

3:11  You also shall be drunken; you shall be hidden, you also shall seek protection from the enemy.

3:12  All your strongholds shall be like fig trees with the first fruits; if they are shaken, they shall even fall into the mouth of the eater.

3:13  Behold, your people in your midst are women. The gates of your land shall surely be opened to your enemies; the fire shall devour your bars.

3:14  Draw waters for the siege; fortify your strongholds; go into the clay, and tread the mortar; make the brick mold strong.

3:15  There fire shall devour you; the sword shall cut you off, it shall eat you up like the locust. Make yourself as many as the larvae, multiply yourself like the locusts.

3:16  You have multiplied your merchants above the stars of heaven; the locust larvae shall strip and fly away.

3:17  Your rulers are like the locusts, and your officials are a swarm of locusts that camp in the hedges in the cold day; the sun rises, and they flee, and the place where they are is not known.

3:18  Your shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria. Your nobles are at rest in the dust; your people are scattered upon the mountains, and no one is gathering them.

3:19  There is no healing of your bruise; your wound is grievous; all who hear the news of you shall clap their hands over you; for upon whom has your wickedness not passed continually?