Nahum 2:8-9; Nahum 2:11; Nahum 3:9; Nahum 3:18-19
Though Nineveh was like a pool of water throughout her days, Now they are fleeing; "Stop, stop," But no one turns back.
Plunder the silver! Plunder the gold! For there is no limit to the treasure - Wealth from every kind of desirable object.
Where is the den of the lions And the feeding place of the young lions, Where the lion, lioness and lion's cub prowled, With nothing to disturb them?
Ethiopia was her might, And Egypt too, without limits. Put and Lubim were among her helpers.
Your shepherds are sleeping, O king of Assyria; Your nobles are lying down. Your people are scattered on the mountains And there is no one to regather them.
There is no relief for your breakdown, Your wound is incurable. All who hear about you Will clap their hands over you, For on whom has not your evil passed continually?