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Nahum 2:7 - Y'all Version Bible

7 It is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her servants moan as with the voice of doves, beating on their breasts.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 And Huzzab shall be led away captive, she shall be brought up, and her maids shall lead her as with the voice of doves, tabering upon their breasts.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 It is decreed. She [Nineveh] is stripped and removed, and her maids are lamenting and moaning like doves [softly for fear], beating upon their breasts [and hearts].

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 And it is decreed: she is uncovered, she is carried away; and her handmaids moan as with the voice of doves, beating upon their breasts.

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Common English Bible

7 It is decreed: She is sent into exile, carried away, while her female servants moan like doves, beating their breasts.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 And the foot soldier has been led away captive, and her handmaids were driven away, mourning like doves, murmuring in their hearts.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

7 And the soldier is led away captive: and her bondwomen were led away mourning as doves, murmuring in their hearts.

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Nahum 2:7
9 Tagairtí Cros  

Beat y’all’s breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.


I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”


We all roar like bears and moan-moan like doves. We look for justice, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far off from us.


But of those who escape, they will escape and will be on the mountains like doves of the valleys, all of them moaning, everyone in his iniquity.


The gates of the rivers are opened, and the palace is dissolved.


Look, your troops among you are women. The gates of your land are open-open to your enemies. The fire has devoured your gate bars.


As Peter was in the courtyard below, one of the maids of the high priest came


A large crowd of the people followed him, including women who were mourning and lamenting him.


When all the crowds who had gathered for the spectacle had seen what had happened, they returned home beating their chests.


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