Nahum 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 counsellor.
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.
Nahum 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 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 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.
Nahum 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 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 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?