18 Your shepherds are (A)sleeping, O (B)king of Assyria;
Your (C)officers are lying down.
Your people are (D)scattered on the mountains
And there is no one to gather them.
19 There is (E)no relief for your collapse,
Your (F)wound is incurable.
All who hear [a]about you
Will (G)clap their hands over you,
For upon whom has your evil not come continually?

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Footnotes

  1. Nahum 3:19 Lit your report

18 Your shepherds are asleep, O Assyrian king;
    your princes lie dead in the dust.
Your people are scattered across the mountains
    with no one to gather them together.
19 There is no healing for your wound;
    your injury is fatal.
All who hear of your destruction
    will clap their hands for joy.
Where can anyone be found
    who has not suffered from your continual cruelty?

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