59 lines
2.9 KiB
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59 lines
2.9 KiB
Markdown
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## Woe to Nineveh
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###### 1
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Woe to the city of bloodshed, completely full of deception _and_ pillage; _Her_ prey never departs.
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###### 2
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The sound of the whip, And the sound of the rumbling of the wheel, Galloping horses, And bounding chariots!
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###### 3
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Horsemen charging, And swords flaming, and spears flashing, Many slain, a mass of corpses, And there is no end to dead bodies-- They stumble over the dead bodies!
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###### 4
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_All_ because of the many harlotries of the harlot, The charming one, the mistress of sorceries, Who sells nations by her harlotries And families by her sorceries.
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###### 5
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"Behold, I am against you," declares Yahweh of hosts; "And I will uncover your skirts over your face And show to the nations your nakedness And to the kingdoms your disgrace.
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###### 6
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I will throw detestable _filth_ on you And display you as a wicked fool And set you up as a spectacle.
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###### 7
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And it will be that all who see you Will flee from you and say, 'Nineveh is devastated! Who will console her?' Where will I seek comforters for you?"
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###### 8
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Are you better than No-amon, Which sits along the waters of the Nile, With water surrounding her, Whose rampart _was_ the sea, Whose wall _consisted_ of the sea?
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###### 9
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Ethiopia was _her_ might, And Egypt too, without end. Put and Lubim were among her helpers.
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###### 10
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Yet she became an exile; She went into captivity; Also her infants were dashed to pieces At the head of every street; They cast lots for her honorable men, And all her great men were bound with fetters.
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###### 11
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You too will become drunk; You will be hidden. You too will search for a strong defense from the enemy.
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###### 12
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All your fortifications are fig trees with ripe fruit-- When shaken, they fall into the eater's mouth.
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###### 13
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Behold, your people are women in your midst! The gates of your land are opened wide to your enemies; Fire consumes your gate bars.
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###### 14
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Draw for yourself water for the siege! Strengthen your fortifications! Go into the clay and tread the mortar! Take hold of the brick mold!
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###### 15
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There, fire will consume you; The sword will cut you down; It will consume you as the locust _does_. Multiply yourself like the creeping locust, Multiply yourself like the swarming locust.
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###### 16
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You have increased your traders more than the stars of heaven-- The creeping locust strips and flies away.
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###### 17
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Your guardsmen are like the swarming locust. Your marshals are like a locust-swarm Encamping in the stone walls on a cold day. The sun rises, and they flee, And the place where they are is not known.
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###### 18
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Your shepherds are sleeping, O king of Assyria; Your mighty ones are lying down. Your people are scattered on the mountains, And there is no one to regather _them_.
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###### 19
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There is no relief for your breakdown, Your wound is incurable. All who hear the report about you Will clap _their_ hands over you, For on whom has not your evil passed continually?
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