Amavesi eBhayibheli adumile avela kokuthi Nahum 3

Dlulisela

Oy , bloody city! Full of deceit, full of plunder. The prey never departs.

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?

So it will be that all who see you will recoil from you and say, “Nineveh has been ravaged! Who will lament for her?” Where will I find comforters for you?