Nahum 2:7

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021

It is decreed that the city be exiled, its slave women led away, moaning like doves and beating their breasts.

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We all growl like bears; like doves we moan mournfully. We wait for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.

Like a swallow or a crane I clamor; I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary with looking upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security!

And when all the crowds who had gathered there for this spectacle saw what had taken place, they returned home, beating their breasts.

A great number of the people followed him, and among them were women who were beating their breasts and wailing for him.

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

While Peter was below in the courtyard, one of the female servants of the high priest came by.

If any survivors escape, they shall be found on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning over their iniquity.

The river gates are opened; the palace trembles.

Look at your troops: they are women in your midst. The gates of your land are wide open to your foes; fire has devoured the bars of your gates.