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Nahum 3:1 - King James Version - American Edition

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

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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  

Trust not in oppression, and become not vain in robbery: if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.


And behold at eveningtide trouble; and before the morning he is not. This is the portion of them that spoil us, and the lot of them that rob us.


They shall not drink wine with a song; strong drink shall be bitter to them that drink it.


Who gave Jacob for a spoil, and Israel to the robbers? did not the Lord, he against whom we have sinned? for they would not walk in his ways, neither were they obedient unto his law.


By swearing, and lying, and killing, and stealing, and committing adultery, they break out, and blood toucheth blood.


The lion did tear in pieces enough for his whelps, and strangled for his lionesses, and filled his holes with prey, and his dens with ravin.


Behold, I am against thee, saith the Lord of hosts, and I will burn her chariots in the smoke, and the sword shall devour thy young lions: and I will cut off thy prey from the earth, and the voice of thy messengers shall no more be heard.


Woe to him that buildeth a town with blood, and establisheth a city by iniquity!


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