17 Your guards are like locusts,(A)
    your officials like swarms of locusts
    that settle in the walls on a cold day—
but when the sun appears they fly away,
    and no one knows where.

18 King of Assyria, your shepherds[a] slumber;(B)
    your nobles lie down to rest.(C)
Your people are scattered(D) on the mountains
    with no one to gather them.
19 Nothing can heal you;(E)
    your wound is fatal.
All who hear the news about you
    clap their hands(F) at your fall,
for who has not felt
    your endless cruelty?(G)

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Footnotes

  1. Nahum 3:18 That is, rulers

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