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Chapter 3
English (Brenton–Byzantine)
Церковнослов'янською
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O city of blood, wholly false, full of unrighteousness; the prey shall not be handled.
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Q, грaде кровeй, вeсь лжи1вый, п0лнъ непрaвды! не њсsжетсz лови1тва.
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The noise of whips, and the noise of the rumbling of wheels, and of the pursuing horse, and of the bounding chariot,
and of the mounting rider, and of the glittering sword, and of the gleaming arms, and of a multitude of slain, and of heavy falling: and there was no end to her nations, but they shall be weak in their bodies
because of the abundance of fornication: she is a fair harlot, and well-favoured, skilled in sorcery, that sells the nations by her fornication, and peoples by her sorceries.
Behold, I am against thee, saith the Lord God Almighty, and I will uncover thy skirts in thy presence, and I will shew the nations thy shame, and the kingdoms thy disgrace.
And I will cast abominable filth upon thee according to thine unclean ways, and will make thee a public example.
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и3 возвeргу на тS њгнушeніе по нечистотaмъ твои6мъ, и3 положy тz въ при1тчу.
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And it shall be that every one that sees thee shall go down from thee, and shall say, Wretched Nineve! who shall lament for her? whence shall I seek comfort for her?
Prepare thee a portion, tune the chord, prepare a portion for Ammon: she that dwells among the rivers, water is round about her, whose dominion is the sea, and whose walls are water.
Yet she shall go as a prisoner into captivity, and they shall dash her infants against the ground at the top of all her ways: and they shall cast lots upon all her glorious possessions, and all her nobles shall be bound in chains.
Draw thee water for a siege, and well secure thy strong-holds: enter into the clay, and be thou trodden in the chaff, make the fortifications stronger than brick.
There the fire shall devour thee; the sword shall utterly destroy thee, it shall devour thee as the locust, and thou shalt be pressed down as a palmerworm.
Thy mixed multitude has suddenly departed as the grasshopper, as the locust perched on a hedge in a frosty day; the sun arises, and it flies off, and knows not its place: woe to them!
Thy shepherds have slumbered, the Assyrian king has laid low thy mighty men: thy people departed to the mountains, and there was none to receive them.
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Воздремaшасz пастуси2 твои2, цaрь ґссmрjйскъ ўспи2 си6льныz тво‰, воздвиг0шасz лю1діе твои2 на г0ры, и3 не бsше пріeмлющагw.
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There is no healing for thy bruise; thy wound has rankled: all that hear the report of thee shall clap their hands against thee; for upon whom has not thy wickedness passed continually?