Nahum 3:1-3

The Voice

3 Hopelessness and despair,
    that’s the destiny of the city that shed so much blood,
That perfected its use of lies,
    that overflows with stolen treasures,
Leaving behind endless victims.
² The sharp cracking of the whip in the air;
    clattering of wheels on the streets;
Galloping horse hooves;
    clanging, banging chariots;
³ Charging cavalry troops;
    flashing swords and gleaming spears;
Armies of casualties, piles of dead bodies—too many to count—
    so many you can’t walk without stumbling over them!