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Nahum 3:13 - Hebrew Names version (HNV)

13 Behold, your troops in your midst are women. The gates of your land are set wide open to your enemies. The fire has devoured your bars.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 Behold, thy people in the midst of thee are women: the gates of thy land shall be set wide open unto thine enemies: the fire shall devour thy bars.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 Behold, your troops in the midst of you are [as weak and helpless as] women; the gates of your land are set wide open to your enemies [without effort]; fire consumes your bars.

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 Behold, thy people in the midst of thee are women; the gates of thy land are set wide open unto thine enemies: the fire hath devoured thy bars.

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Common English Bible

13 Look, your people are women in your midst. The gates of your land have been flung wide open to your enemies. Fire consumes the bars of your gates.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 Behold, women are at the center of your people. The gates of your land will be opened wide for your enemies; fire will devour your bars.

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Nahum 3:13
11 Tagairtí Cros  

For he has broken the gates of brass, and cut through bars of iron.


For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.


In that day the Egyptians will be like women. They will tremble and fear because of the shaking of the hand of the LORD of Armies, which he shakes over them.


A sword is on the boasters, and they shall become fools; a sword is on her mighty men, and they shall be dismayed.


A sword is on their horses, and on their chariots, and on all the mixed people who are in the midst of her; and they shall become as women: a sword is on her treasures, and they shall be robbed.


The mighty men of Bavel have forborne to fight, they remain in their strongholds; their might has failed; they are become as women: her dwelling places are set on fire; her bars are broken.


Your mighty men, Teman, will be dismayed, to the end that everyone may be cut off from the mountain of Esav by slaughter.


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


It is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her handmaids moan as with the voice of doves, beating on their breasts.


There the fire will devour you. The sword will cut you off. It will devour you like the khagav. Multiply like grasshoppers. Multiply like the arbeh.


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