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Nahum 3:19 - Tree of Life Version

19 There is no cure for your brokenness, your wound is severe. All who hear the report about you, clap hands over you. For over whom has not passed your constant cruelty?

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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  

It claps its hands at him in derision, and hisses him out of his place.”


Behold, you have heard what the kings of Assyria have done to all lands—utterly destroying them—so will you be delivered?


It is true, Adonai, the kings of Assyria have devastated all the countries and their lands,


Listen! The sound of a report is coming— a great commotion out of the land of the north— to make the cities of Judah desolate, a haunt of jackals.


For thus says Adonai: “Your hurt is incurable, and your wound is severe.


Go up into Gilead and get balm, O virgin daughter of Egypt. In vain you use many medicines— there is no cure for you.


All who pass your way clap their hands at you. They hiss and shake their heads at the daughter of Jerusalem. “Is this the city of which they said, ‘The perfection of beauty,’ ‘the joy of the whole earth’?”


For thus says Adonai Elohim: “Because you have clapped your hands, stomped your feet and rejoiced with all the disdain of your soul against the land of Israel,


“Rise, go to the great city Nineveh and call out to her, for their evil has risen before me.”


For her wounds are incurable. For it has come up to Judah. It has reached the gate of my people— even up to Jerusalem!


He was also permitted to make war against the kedoshim and overcome them, and he was given authority over every tribe and people and tongue and nation.


The earth’s kings committed sexual immorality with her, and those who dwell on the earth got drunk with the wine of her immorality.”


Rejoice over her, O heaven, and you kedoshim, emissaries and prophets! For God has judged her condemnation of you!”


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