Naum 3

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1 Woe to the city of blood! He is full of deceit and murder; It does not stop robbery in it.
2 You can hear the clap of the scourge and the clatter of spinning wheels, the neighing of a horse and the rumble of a galloping chariot.
3 The cavalry rushes, the sword flashes and the spears shine; Killed a lot and a pile of corpses: there is no end to the corpses, stumble on their corpses.
4 It is for many fornications of a debaucher of a pleasant appearance, skillful in witchcraft, which sells its fornication by peoples and by its enchantments - tribes.
5 Behold, I am against you! Says the LORD of hosts. And I will lift your garment on your face, and show the nations your nakedness and the kingdoms of your shame.
6th And I will scourge you with abominations, I will make you despicable and put you to shame.
7th And it will be that everyone who sees you will flee from you and say: "Nineveh is devastated! Who will regret it? Where will I find comforters for you? '

8 Are you better than No-Ammon, which is between rivers, surrounded by water, which the sea was a sea, and the sea served as its wall?
9 Ethiopia and Egypt, with countless others, served as reinforcements to him; The Copts and the Libyans came to help you.
10 But he was also moved, he was taken prisoner; Even his babies were beaten at the crossroads of all the streets, and lots were cast for the nobles, and all his nobles are bound with chains.
eleven So you - drunk and hide; So you will seek protection from the enemy.
12 All your fortifications are like a fig tree with ripe fruits: if you shake them, they will fall right into the mouth of the person who wants to eat.
13 Behold, your people are like women among you: your gates open wide, the gates of your land, the fire will devour your bars.
14 Draw water for the siege; Strengthen your fortresses; Go to the mud, stamp the clay, fix the furnace for burning bricks.
15 There the fire will devour you, the sword will cut you, eat you like a caterpillar, even if you multiply like a caterpillar, multiply like locusts.
16 You have more merchants than stars in the sky; But this locust will scatter and fly away.
17th Your princes are like locusts, and your commanders are like swarms of midges, which nest in the crevices during the cold, and when the sun comes up, they fly away, and you do not know where they were.
18 Your shepherds, king of Assyria, sleep, your nobles are buried; Your people have scattered over the mountains, and there is no one to gather it.
19 There is no healing for thy wound; thy plague is sore. Everyone who has heard the news of you, will applaud for you, for who has your anger never extended to?

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