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Nahum 2:7

Tree of Life Version

The river gates will be opened, and the palace will melt away.

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

Like a swallow or a crane, I whisper, I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary, looking upward. Adonai, I am oppressed, be my security!

All of us growl like bears or moan like doves. We hope for justice, but there is none; for salvation, but it is far from us.

Those survivors who escape will head for the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning, each one over his iniquity.

He will recall his majestic ones. They will stumble in their march. They will hasten to her wall. Now the siege work is set up.

See, your people within you are women. The gates of your land are wide open to your enemies— fire has devoured your gate-bars.

As Peter was below in the courtyard, one of the servant girls of the kohen gadol comes by.

Now a great multitude of people was following Him, including women who were mourning and singing dirges for Him.

And all the crowds assembled for this spectacle, when they saw what had happened, began to turn back, beating their breasts.