The noise of a whip
And the noise of rattling wheels,
Of galloping horses,
Of [a]clattering chariots!
Horsemen charge with bright sword and glittering spear.
There is a multitude of slain,
A great number of bodies,
Countless corpses—
They stumble over the corpses—
Because of the multitude of [b]harlotries of the [c]seductive harlot,
(A)The mistress of sorceries,
Who sells nations through her harlotries,
And families through her sorceries.

“Behold, I am (B)against you,” says the Lord of hosts;
(C)“I will lift your skirts over your face,
I will show the nations your nakedness,
And the kingdoms your shame.
I will cast abominable filth upon you,
Make you (D)vile,[d]
And make you (E)a spectacle.
It shall come to pass that all who look upon you
(F)Will flee from you, and say,
(G)‘Nineveh is laid waste!
(H)Who will bemoan her?’
Where shall I seek comforters for you?”

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Footnotes

  1. Nahum 3:2 bounding or jolting
  2. Nahum 3:4 Spiritual unfaithfulness
  3. Nahum 3:4 Lit. goodly charm, in a bad sense
  4. Nahum 3:6 despicable

The crack of whips,
    the clatter of wheels,
galloping horses
    and jolting chariots!
Charging cavalry,
    flashing swords
    and glittering spears!
Many casualties,
    piles of dead,
bodies without number,
    people stumbling over the corpses(A)
all because of the wanton lust of a prostitute,
    alluring, the mistress of sorceries,(B)
who enslaved nations by her prostitution(C)
    and peoples by her witchcraft.

“I am against(D) you,” declares the Lord Almighty.
    “I will lift your skirts(E) over your face.
I will show the nations your nakedness(F)
    and the kingdoms your shame.
I will pelt you with filth,(G)
    I will treat you with contempt(H)
    and make you a spectacle.(I)
All who see you will flee(J) from you and say,
    ‘Nineveh(K) is in ruins(L)—who will mourn for her?’(M)
    Where can I find anyone to comfort(N) you?”

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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.

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:

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.

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.

And I will cast abominable filth upon thee, and make thee vile, and will set thee as a gazingstock.

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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