The burden of Nineueh. The book of the vision of Nahum the Elkoshite.
2 God is ielous, and the Lord reuengeth: the Lord reuengeth, and is furious, the
Lord wil take vengeance on his aduersaries, and he reserueth wrath for his
3 The Lord is slow to anger, and great in power, and will not at all acquit the
wicked: the Lord hath his way in the whirlewind, and in the storme, and the
clouds are the dust of his feete.
4 He rebuketh the sea, and maketh it drie, and drieth vp all the riuers: Bashan
languisheth, and Carmel, and the floure of Lebanon languisheth.
5 The mountaines quake at him, and the hilles melt, and the earth is burnt at
his presence, yea the world and all that dwell therein.
6 Who can stand before his indignation? and who can abide in the fiercenesse of
his anger? his furie is powred out like fire, and the rocks are throwen downe by
7 The Lord is good, a strong hold in the day of trouble, & he knoweth them
that trust in him.
8 But with an ouer-running flood he will make an vtter ende of the place
thereof, and darkenesse shall pursue his enemies.
9 What doe ye imagine against the Lord? he will make an vtter ende: affliction
shall not rise vp the second time.
10 For while they be folden together as thornes, and while they are drunken as
drunkards, they shall be deuoured as stubble fully drie.
11 There is one come out of thee, that imagineth euill against the Lord: a
12 Thus saith the Lord, Though they be quiet, and likewise many, yet thus shall
they be cut downe, when he shall passe through: though I haue afflicted thee, I
will afflict thee no more.
13 For now will I breake his yoke from off thee, and will burst thy bonds in
14 And the Lord hath giuen a commandement concerning thee, that no more of thy
name be sowen: out of the house of thy gods will I cut off the grauen image, and
the molten image, I wil make thy graue, for thou art vile.
15 Behold vpon the mountaines the feete of him that bringeth good tidings, that
publisheth peace. O Iudah keepe thy solemne feasts, performe thy vowes: for the
wicked shall no more passe through thee, he is vtterly cut off.
1 He that dasheth in pieces is come up before thy face: keep the munition, watch
the way: make thy loines strong: fortifie thy power mightily.
2 For the Lord hath turned away the excellencie of Iacob, as the excellencie of
Israel: for the emptiers haue emptied them out, and marred their vine branches.
3 The shield of his mightie men is made red, the valiant men are in scarlet: the
charets shall bee with flaming torches in the day of his preparation, and the
firre trees shall bee terribly shaken.
4 The charets shall rage in the streets, they shall iustle one against another
in the broad wayes: they shall seeme like torches, they shall runne like the
5 Hee shall recount his worthies: they shall stumble in their walke: they shall
make haste to the wal thereof, and the defence shall bee prepared.
6 The gates of the riuers shall bee opened, and the palace shall bee dissolued.
7 And Huzzab shall be led away captiue, she shall be brought vp, and her maids
shall leade her as with the voyce of doues, tabring vpon their breasts.
8 But Nineueh is of olde like a poole of water: yet they shall flee away. Stand,
stand shall they cry: but none shal looke backe.
9 Take ye the spoyle of siluer, take the spoile of golde: for there is none end
of the store, and glory out of all the pleasant furniture.
10 Shee is emptie, and voide, and waste, and the heart melteth, and the knees
smite together, and much paine is in all loynes, and the faces of them all
11 Where is the dwelling of the Lions, and the feeding place of the yong Lions?
where the Lion, euen the olde Lion walked, and the Lions whelpe, and none made
12 The Lion did teare in pieces enough for his whelpes, and strangled for his
Lionesses, and filled his holes with pray, and his dens with rauine.
13 Behold, I am against thee, saith the Lord of hosts, and I will burne her
charets in the smoke, and the sword shall deuoure thy yong Lions, and I wil cut
off thy pray from the earth, and the voice of thy messengers shall no more be
1 Woe to the bloody City, it is all full of lyes and robberie, the pray
2 The noise of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of the wheeles, and of the
praunsing horses, and of the iumping charets.
3 The horseman lifteth vp both the bright sword, & the glittering speare,
and there is a multitude of slaine, and a great number of carkeises: and there
is none ende of their corpses: they stumble vpon their corpses,
4 Because of the multitude of the whoredomes of the wel-fauoured harlot, the
mistresse of witchcrafts, that selleth nations through her whoredomes, and
families through her witchcrafts.
5 Behold, I am against thee, saith the Lord of hostes, and I will discouer thy
skirtes vpon thy face, and I will shew the nations thy nakednesse, and the
kingdomes thy shame.
6 And I will cast abominable filth vpon thee, and make thee vile, and will set
thee as a gazing stocke.
7 And it shall come to passe, that all they that looke vpon thee, shall flee
from thee, and say; Nineueh is layde waste, who will bemoane her? whence shall I
seeke comforters for thee?
8 Art thou better then populous No, that was scituate among the riuers that had
the waters round about it, whose rampart was the sea, and her wall was from the
9 Ethiopia and Egypt were her strength, and it was infinit, Put and Lubim were
10 Yet was she caried away, she went into captiuitie: her yong children also
were dashed in pieces at the top of all the streetes: and they cast lots for her
honourable men, and all her great men were bound in chaines.
11 Thou also shalt be drunken: thou shalt bee hid, thou also shalt seeke
strength because of the enemie.
12 All thy strong holds shall be like fig trees with the first ripe figs: if
they bee shaken, they shall euen fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Beholde, thy people in the midst of thee are women: the gates of thy land
shall be set wide open vnto thine enemies, the fire shall deuoure thy barres.
14 Draw thee waters for the siege: fortifie thy strong holdes, goe into clay,
and tread the morter: make strong the bricke-kill.
15 There shall the fire deuoure thee: the sword shall cut thee off: it shall
eate thee vp like the cankerworme: make thy selfe many as the cankerworme, make
thy selfe many as the locusts.
16 Thou hast multiplied thy merchants aboue the starres of heauen; the
cankerworme spoileth & flieth away.
17 The crowned are as the locusts, and thy captains as the great grashoppers
which campe in the hedges in the cold day: but when the Sunne ariseth, they flee
away, and their place is not knowen where they are.
18 Thy shepheards slumber, O king of Assyria: thy nobles shall dwell in the
dust: thy people is scattered vpon the mountaines, & no man gathereth them.
19 There is no healing of thy bruise: thy wound is grieuous: all that heare the
bruit of thee, shall clap the hands ouer thee; for vpon whom hath not thy
wickednesse passed continually?