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18 Your shepherds are sleeping, O king of Assyria; Your officers are lying down. Your people are scattered on the mountains And there is no one to gather them. 19 There is no relief for your collapse, Your wound is incurable. All who hear about you Will clap their hands over you, For upon whom has your evil not come continually? Nahum 3:18-19, New American Standard Bible. Copyright © 2020 by The Lockman Foundation.
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