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Nahum 2:7

Good News Translation

The queen is taken captive; her servants moan like doves and beat their breasts in sorrow.

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Beat your breasts in grief because the fertile fields and the vineyards have been destroyed,

My voice was thin and weak, And I moaned like a dove. My eyes grew tired from looking to heaven. Lord, rescue me from all this trouble.

We are frightened and distressed. We long for God to save us from oppression and wrong, but nothing happens.

Some will escape to the mountains like doves frightened from the valleys. All of them will moan over their sins.

The gates by the river burst open; the palace is filled with terror.

Your soldiers are helpless, and your country stands defenseless before your enemies. Fire will destroy the bars across your gates.

Peter was still down in the courtyard when one of the High Priest's servant women came by.

A large crowd of people followed him; among them were some women who were weeping and wailing for him.

When the people who had gathered there to watch the spectacle saw what happened, they all went back home, beating their breasts in sorrow.