Nahum 3

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	VULGATA
1 Woe to the bloody city, all lies, full of plunder, whose looting never stops!	1 Væ civitas sanguinum, universa mendacii dilaceratione plena ! non recedet a te rapina.
2 The crack of the whip, the rumbling sounds of wheels; horses a-gallop, chariots bounding,	2 Vox flagelli, et vox impetus rotæ, et equi frementis, et quadrigæ ferventis, et equitis ascendentis,
3 Cavalry charging, The flame of the sword, the flash of the spear, the many slain, the heaping corpses, the endless bodies to stumble upon!	3 et micantis gladii, et fulgurantis hastæ, et multitudinis interfectæ, et gravis ruinæ ; nec est finis cadaverum, et corruent in corporibus suis.
4 For the many debaucheries of the harlot, fair and charming, a mistress of witchcraft, Who enslaved nations with her harlotries, and peoples by her witchcraft:	4 Propter multitudinem fornicationum meretricis speciosæ, et gratæ, et habentis maleficia, quæ vendidit gentes in fornicationibus suis, et familias in maleficiis suis.
5 I am come against you, and I will strip your skirt from you; I will show your nakedness to the nations, to the kingdoms your shame!	5 Ecce ego ad te, dicit Dominus exercituum, et revelabo pudenda tua in facie tua ; et ostendam gentibus nuditatem tuam, et regnis ignominiam tuam.
6 I will cast filth upon you, disgrace you and put you to shame;	6 Et projiciam super te abominationes, et contumeliis te afficiam, et ponam te in exemplum.
7 Till everyone who sees you runs from you, saying, "Nineveh is destroyed; who can pity her? Where can one find any to console her?"	7 Et erit : omnis qui viderit te resiliet a te, et dicet : Vastata est Ninive. Quis commovebit super te caput ? unde quæram consolatorem tibi ?
8 Are you better than No-amon that was set among the streams, Surrounded by waters, with the flood for her rampart and water her wall?	8 Numquid melior es Alexandria populorum, quæ habitat in fluminibus ? aquæ in circuitu ejus ; cujus divitiæ, mare ; aquæ, muri ejus.
9 Ethiopia was her strength, and Egypt, and others without end; Put and the Libyans were her auxiliaries.	9 Æthiopia fortitudo ejus, et Ægyptus, et non est finis ; Africa et Libyes fuerunt in auxilio tuo.
10 Yet even she went captive into exile, even her little ones were dashed to pieces at the corner of every street; For her nobles they cast lots, and all her great men were put into chains.	10 Sed et ipsa in transmigrationem ducta est in captivitatem : parvuli ejus elisi sunt in capite omnium viarum, et super inclytos ejus miserunt sortem, et omnes optimates ejus confixi sunt in compedibus.
11 You too, shall drink of this till you faint away; you, too, shall seek a refuge from the foe.	11 Et tu ergo inebriaberis, et eris despecta : et tu quæres auxilium ab inimico.
12 All your fortresses are but fig trees, bearing early figs That fall, when shaken, into the hungry mouth.	12 Omnes munitiones tuæ sicut ficus cum grossis suis : si concussæ fuerint, cadent in os comedentis.
13 See, the troops are women in your midst; to your foes the gates of your land are open wide, fire has consumed their bars.	13 Ecce populus tuus mulieres in medio tui : inimicis tuis adapertione pandentur portæ terræ tuæ, devorabit ignis vectes tuos.
14 Draw water for the siege, strengthen your fortresses; Go down into the mud and tread the clay, take hold of the brick mold!	14 Aquam propter obsidionem hauri tibi : exstrue munitiones tuas, intra in lutum, et calca, subigens tene laterem.
15 There the fire shall consume you, the sword shall cut you down. Multiply like the grasshoppers, multiply like the locusts!	15 Ibi comedet te ignis, peribis gladio, devorabit te ut bruchus : congregare ut bruchus, multiplicare ut locusta.
16 Make your couriers more numerous than the stars,	16 Plures fecisti negotiationes tuas quam stellæ sint cæli ; bruchus expansus est, et avolavit.
17 your garrisons as many as grasshoppers, And your scribes as locust swarms gathered on the rubble fences on a cold day! Yet when the sun warms them, the grasshoppers will spread their wings and fly, and vanish, no one knows where.	17 Custodes tui quasi locustæ, et parvuli tui quasi locustæ locustarum, quæ considunt in sepibus in die frigoris : sol ortus est, et avolaverunt, et non est cognitus locus earum ubi fuerint.
18 Alas! how your shepherds slumber, O king of Assyria, your nobles have gone to rest; Your people are scattered upon the mountains, with none to gather them.	18 Dormitaverunt pastores tui, rex Assur, sepelientur principes tui : latitavit populus tuus in montibus, et non est qui congreget.
19 There is no healing for your hurt, your wound is mortal. All who hear this news of you clap their hands over you; For who has not been overwhelmed, steadily, by your malice?	19 Non est obscura contritio tua ; pessima est plaga tua. Omnes qui audierunt auditionem tuam compresserunt manum super te : quia super quem non transiit malitia tua semper ?