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 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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