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The Holy
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Nahum
Chapter 1
1 The burden of
Nineveh. The book of the vision
of Nahum the Elkoshite.
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.
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.
4 He rebuketh the sea, and
maketh it dry, and drieth up all
the rivers: Bashan languisheth,
and Carmel, and the flower of
Lebanon languisheth.
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.
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.
7 The LORD is good, a
strong hold in the day of
trouble; and he knoweth them that
trust in him.
8 But with an overrunning
flood he will make an utter end
of the place thereof, and
darkness shall pursue his
enemies.
9 What do ye imagine
against the LORD? he will make an
utter end: affliction shall not
rise up the second time.
10 For while they be
folden together as thorns, and
while they are drunken as
drunkards, they shall be devoured
as stubble fully dry.
11 There is one come out
of thee, that imagineth evil
against the LORD, a wicked
counseller.
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.
13 For now will I break
his yoke from off thee, and will
burst thy bonds in sunder.
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.
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.
Chapter 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 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.
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.
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.
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.
6 The gates of the rivers
shall be opened, and the palace
shall be dissolved.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
Chapter 3
1 Woe to the bloody
city! it is all full of lies and
robbery; the prey departeth
not;
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 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:
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.
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.
6 And I will cast
abominable filth upon thee, and
make thee vile, and will set thee
as a gazingstock.
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?
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?
9 Ethiopia and Egypt were
her strength, and it was
infinite; Put and Lubim were thy
helpers.
10 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.
11 Thou also shalt be
drunken: thou shalt be hid, thou
also shalt seek strength because
of the enemy.
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.
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.
14 Draw thee waters for
the siege, fortify thy strong
holds: go into clay, and tread
the morter, make strong the
brickkiln.
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.
16 Thou hast multiplied
thy merchants above the stars of
heaven: the cankerworm spoileth,
and flieth away.
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.
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.
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?
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