Cross References

Nahum 2:7

New American Bible - revised edition

The river gates are opened, the palace is washed away.

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Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine;

Like a swallow I chirp; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weary looking heavenward: Lord, I am overwhelmed; go security for me!

Like bears we all growl, like doves we moan without ceasing. We cry out for justice, but it is not there; for salvation, but it is far from us.

If their survivors flee, they will die on the mountains, moaning like doves of the valley on account of their guilt.

His picked troops are called, ranks break at their charge; To the wall they rush, their screen is set up.

Indeed your troops are women in your midst; To your foes are open wide the gates of your land, fire has consumed their bars.

While Peter was below in the courtyard, one of the high priest’s maids came along.

A large crowd of people followed Jesus, including many women who mourned and lamented him.

When all the people who had gathered for this spectacle saw what had happened, they returned home beating their breasts;