NAHUM
Nahum 1
1 The burden of
2 God [is] jealous, and Yahweh revengeth; Yahweh revengeth, and [is] furious; Yahweh will take vengeance on
His adversaries, and He reserveth [wrath] for His
enemies.
3 Yahweh [is] slow to anger, and great in power, and will not at all acquit
[the wicked]: Yahweh 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
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 Yahweh [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 Yahweh? 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 Yahweh, a wicked counsellor.
12 Thus saith Yahweh; 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 Yahweh 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.
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 Yahweh hath turned away the excellency of Jacob,
as the excellency of
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 haste 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
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 Yahweh 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.
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 Yahweh 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,
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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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 fleeth 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
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?