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Nahum 3:19 - King James 2000

19 There is no healing of your bruise; your wound is grievous: all that hear the report of you shall clap their hands over you: for upon whom has not your wickedness passed continually?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

19 There is no healing of thy bruise; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the bruit of thee shall clap the hands over thee: for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

19 There is no healing of your hurt; your wound is grievous. All who hear the news about you clap their hands over [what has happened to] you. For upon whom has not your [unceasing] evil come continually?

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American Standard Version (1901)

19 There is no assuaging of thy hurt; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the report of thee clap their hands over thee; for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?

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Common English Bible

19 There is no remedy for your injury; your wound is grievous. All who hear the news about you clap their hands over you. Who has not suffered from your continual cruelty?

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Catholic Public Domain Version

19 Your destruction is not hidden; your wound is grievous. All who have heard of your fame have clenched their hands over you, because over whom has your wickedness not trampled continually?

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Nahum 3:19
20 Tagairtí Cros  

Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.


Behold, you have heard what the kings of Assyria have done to all lands by destroying them utterly; and shall you be delivered?


Of a truth, LORD, the kings of Assyria have laid waste all the nations, and their countries.


Behold, the noise of the report has come, and a great commotion out of the north country, to make the cities of Judah desolate, and a den of jackals.


For thus says the LORD, Your bruise is incurable, and your wound is grievous.


Go up into Gilead, and take balm, O virgin, the daughter of Egypt: in vain shall you use many medicines; for you shall not be cured.


All that pass by clap their hands at you; they hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, Is this the city that men call The perfection of beauty, The joy of the whole earth?


For thus says the Lord GOD; Because you have clapped your hands, and stamped with the feet, and rejoiced in heart with all your disdain against the land of Israel;


Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and cry against it; for their wickedness has come up before me.


For her wound is incurable; for it has come unto Judah; it has come unto the gate of my people, even to Jerusalem.


And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and power was given him over all tribes, and tongues, and nations.


With whom the kings of the earth have committed fornication, and the inhabitants of the earth have been made drunk with the wine of her fornication.


Rejoice over her, you heaven, and you holy apostles and prophets; for God has avenged you on her.


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