Популарни Библиски стихови од Nahum 3

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Woe to the city that has shed much blood! She is a deceiver, She is filled with plunder, She has hoarded her spoils of war.

There is no healing for your wound; your injury is fatal. All who hear the report of you will clap their hands for joy concerning you, For who has not suffered at the hands of your endless cruelty?

“And it will be that everyone who sees you will flee from you, And they will say, ‘Nineveh is destroyed!’ Who will mourn for her? From whence shall I seek comforters for you?”