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Nahum 2:5 - New Revised Standard Version

5 He calls his officers; they stumble as they come forward; they hasten to the wall, and the mantelet is set up.

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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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

5 He will muster up his valiant men, they shall stumble in their march: they shall quickly get upon the walls thereof: and a covering shall be prepared.

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Nahum 2:5
9 Tagairtí Cros  

They prepare the table, they spread the rugs, they eat, they drink. Rise up, commanders, oil the shield!


None of them is weary, none stumbles, none slumbers or sleeps, not a loincloth is loose, not a sandal-thong broken;


The nations have heard of your shame, and the earth is full of your cry; for warrior has stumbled against warrior; both have fallen together.


Summon archers against Babylon, all who bend the bow. Encamp all around her; let no one escape. Repay her according to her deeds; just as she has done, do to her—for she has arrogantly defied the Lord, the Holy One of Israel.


The river gates are opened, the palace trembles.


Your shepherds are asleep, O king of Assyria; your nobles slumber. Your people are scattered on the mountains with no one to gather them.


Horsemen charging, flashing sword and glittering spear, piles of dead, heaps of corpses, dead bodies without end— they stumble over the bodies!


Their horses are swifter than leopards, more menacing than wolves at dusk; their horses charge. Their horsemen come from far away; they fly like an eagle swift to devour.


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