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Nahum 2:12 - Tree of Life Version

12 Where is the lions’ den, the feeding place for young lions— where the lion went for a lion’s cub— with nothing to disturb them?

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 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.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 The lion tore in pieces enough for his whelps and strangled [prey] for his lionesses; he filled his caves with prey and his dens with what he had seized and carried off.

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

12 The lion has torn enough prey for his cubs and strangled enough for his lionesses; he has filled his lairs with prey, his dens with torn flesh.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 The lion seized enough for his young, and killed enough for his lionesses, and he filled his caves with prey, and his den with spoils.

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Nahum 2:12
7 Tagairtí Cros  

Hushai then added, “You know your father and his men. They are mighty men, and they are embittered in their souls like a bear robbed of her cubs in the wild. Your father is an expert in warfare, and won’t spend the night with the troops.


like a lion eager to tear to pieces, like a young lion crouching in cover.


“Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon has devoured me, crushed me, set me aside like an empty dish, swallowed me up like a dragon, filled his belly with my delicacies, rinsed me away.”


Emptiness, desolation, waste! Heart melting, knees buckling, anguish in all the loins, all their faces grown pale!


The lion rips enough for his cubs, strangles prey for his lionesses. Yes, he fills his den with prey, his lair with torn flesh.


The people rise like a lioness, like a lion who does not rest until he eats his prey and drinks his victim’s blood!”


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