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18 Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria; thy nobles are at rest; thy people are scattered upon the mountains, and there is none to gather them. 19 There is no assuaging of thy hurt; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the report of thee clap their hands over thee; for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?

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Nineveh Will Come to an End

18 Your shepherds are sleeping, O king of Assyria!
    Your nobles slumber.
Your people are scattered on the mountains;
    no one can gather them.
19 There is no healing for your wound;
    your injury is fatal.
All who hear the report of you will clap their hands for joy concerning you,
    For who has not suffered at the hands of your endless cruelty?[a]

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Footnotes

  1. Nahum 3:19 Literally “For over whom has your endless cruelty not passed?”