Nahum 3:19
“There is no healing of thy bruise; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the bruit of thee shall clap the hands over thee: for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?”
Thy crowned are as the locusts, and thy captains as the great grasshoppers, which camp in the hedges in the cold day, but when the sun ariseth they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.
Thy shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria: thy nobles shall dwell in the dust: thy people is scattered upon the mountains, and no man gathereth them.
There is no healing of thy bruise; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the bruit of thee shall clap the hands over thee: for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?
Related Verses
“Woe to the bloody city! it is all full of lies and robbery; the prey departeth not;”
“Surely against me is he turned; he turneth his hand against me all the day.”
“He who smote the people in wrath with a continual stroke, he that ruled the nations in anger, is persecuted, and none hindereth.”
“What do ye imagine against the Lord? he will make an utter end: affliction shall not rise up the second time.”
“For they persecute him whom thou hast smitten; and they talk to the grief of those whom thou hast wounded.”