Add parallel Print Page Options

“I am against you,”
    says the Lord of hosts.
“I will lift up your skirts over your face
    and exhibit your nakedness to the nations,
    your shame to the kingdoms.
I will pelt you with filth,
    and treat you with contempt,
    and make a spectacle of you.
Then all those who see you
    will shrink from you and say,
‘Nineveh is destroyed.’
    Who will console her?
    Where can anyone be found to comfort you?”

Read full chapter

“I am against(A) you,” declares the Lord Almighty.
    “I will lift your skirts(B) over your face.
I will show the nations your nakedness(C)
    and the kingdoms your shame.
I will pelt you with filth,(D)
    I will treat you with contempt(E)
    and make you a spectacle.(F)
All who see you will flee(G) from you and say,
    ‘Nineveh(H) is in ruins(I)—who will mourn for her?’(J)
    Where can I find anyone to comfort(K) you?”

Read full chapter