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Nahum 3:1 - English Standard Version 2016

1 Woe to the bloody city, all full of lies and plunder— no end to the prey!

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

1 Woe to the bloody city! it is all full of lies and robbery; the prey departeth not;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

1 WOE TO the bloody city! It is full of lies and booty and [there is] no end to the plunder! [Ezek. 24:6, 9, 10; Hab. 2:12.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

1 Woe to the bloody city! it is all full of lies and rapine; the prey departeth not.

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Common English Bible

1 Doom, city of bloodshed—all deceit, full of plunder: prey cannot get away.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

1 Woe to the city of blood, filled with all manner of lies and violence. Crime shall not depart from you:

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

1 Woe to thee, O city of blood, all full of lies and violence: rapine shall not depart from thee.

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Nahum 3:1
11 Tagairtí Cros  

Put no trust in extortion; set no vain hopes on robbery; if riches increase, set not your heart on them.


At evening time, behold, terror! Before morning, they are no more! This is the portion of those who loot us, and the lot of those who plunder us.


No more do they drink wine with singing; strong drink is bitter to those who drink it.


Who gave up Jacob to the looter, and Israel to the plunderers? Was it not the Lord, against whom we have sinned, in whose ways they would not walk, and whose law they would not obey?


there is swearing, lying, murder, stealing, and committing adultery; they break all bounds, and bloodshed follows bloodshed.


The lion tore enough for his cubs and strangled prey for his lionesses; he filled his caves with prey and his dens with torn flesh.


Behold, I am against you, declares the Lord of hosts, and I will burn your chariots in smoke, and the sword shall devour your young lions. I will cut off your prey from the earth, and the voice of your messengers shall no longer be heard.


“Woe to him who builds a town with blood and founds a city on iniquity!


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