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Nahum 2:5 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

5 He summons his picked troops. They stumble on their way. They dash to its wall, and the protective shield is put in place.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

5 He shall recount his worthies: they shall stumble in their walk; they shall make haste to the wall thereof, and the defence shall be prepared.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

5 [The Assyrian leader] remembers and summons his bravest men; they stumble in their march. They hasten to the city's wall, and their movable defense shelter is prepared and set up.

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American Standard Version (1901)

5 He remembereth his nobles: they stumble in their march; they make haste to the wall thereof, and the mantelet is prepared.

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Common English Bible

5 He musters his officers; they stumble as they press forward. They hurry to the city wall, and the portable shield is set up.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

5 He will call to mind his strong ones; they will destroy along their journey. They will quickly ascend its walls, and a shelter will be prepared.

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Nahum 2:5
9 Tagairtí Cros  

They prepare the table. They set the watch. They eat. They drink. Rise up, you princes, oil the shield!


None shall be weary nor stumble among them; none shall slumber nor sleep; neither shall the belt of their waist be untied, nor the latchet of their shoes be broken:


The nations have heard of your shame, and the earth is full of your cry; for the mighty man has stumbled against the mighty, they are fallen both of them together.


Call together the archers against Bavel, all those who bend the bow; encamp against her round about; let none of it escape: recompense her according to her work; according to all that she has done, do to her; for she has been proud against the LORD, against the Holy One of Yisra'el.


The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved.


Your shepherds slumber, king of Ashur. Your nobles lie down. Your people are scattered on the mountains, and there is no one to gather them.


the horseman mounting, and the flashing sword, the glittering spear, and a multitude of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies. They stumble on their bodies,


Their horses also are swifter than leopards, and are more fierce than the evening wolves. Their horsemen press proudly on. Yes, their horsemen come from afar. They fly as an eagle that hurries to devour.


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