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 king of Assyria;
    your nobles slumber.
Your people are scattered on the mountains
    with no one to gather them.(A)
19 There is no assuaging your hurt;
    your wound is mortal.
All who hear the news about you
    clap their hands over you.
For who has ever escaped
    your endless cruelty?(B)

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