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The shield of his mighty men is made red. The valiant men are in scarlet. The chariots flash with steel in the day of his preparation, and the pine spears are brandished. The chariots rage in the streets. They rush back and forth in the wide ways. Their appearance is like torches. They run like the lightnings. He summons his picked troops. They stumble on their way. They dash to its wall, and the protective shield is put in place. The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved. It is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her servants moan as with the voice of doves, beating on their breasts. But Nineveh has been from of old like a pool of water, yet they flee away. “Stop! Stop!” they cry, but no one looks back. Take the plunder of silver. Take the plunder of gold, for there is no end of the store, the glory of all goodly furniture. 10 She is empty, void, and waste. The heart melts, the knees knock together, their bodies and faces have grown pale.

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The shields deployed by[a] Israel’s[b] elite forces are scarlet,
    their valiant men are clothed in crimson.
When they are prepared,
    the polished armament on their chariots will shine,
        and lances will be brandished about ferociously.[c]
Their chariots storm through the streets,
    jostling each other along broad avenues.
They look like torches,
    as they dart around like lightning.

He will remember to summon[d] his finest troops.
    They will stumble on their way,
        hurrying over to Nineveh’s[e] wall.
Their defensive shield is in place.
The river gates will be opened,
    and the palace will collapse.

It has been determined:
    The woman[f] is unveiled and sent away,
        her servant girls mourn.
Beating their breasts,
    they whimper like doves.
Nineveh is a reservoir whose water is draining away.
    “Wait! Wait!” they cry,[g]
        yet not even one person[h] looks back.
Take the silver! Take the gold!
    There is no end to the treasure—
        fabulous riches of every imagination.
10 Nineveh[i] is devastated, deserted, and desolate.
    Her heart melts, her knees knock.
Every stomach is upset,
    every face grows pale.[j]

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Footnotes

  1. Nahum 2:3 Lit. shield of
  2. Nahum 2:3 Lit. its
  3. Nahum 2:3 The Heb. lacks ferociously
  4. Nahum 2:5 The Heb. lacks to summon
  5. Nahum 2:5 The Heb. lacks Nineveh’s
  6. Nahum 2:7 I.e. Nineveh personified as a woman
  7. Nahum 2:8 The Heb. lacks they cry
  8. Nahum 2:8 The Heb. lacks person
  9. Nahum 2:10 Lit. She; i.e. Nineveh personified as a woman
  10. Nahum 2:10 Lit. gathers blackness; cf. Joel 2:6b