3:1 Woe
to
the
bloody
City,
it
is
all
full
of
lyes
and
robberie,
the
pray
departeth
not.
3:2 The
noise
of
a
whip,
and
the
noise
of
the
rattling
of
the
wheeles,
and
of
the
praunsing
horses,
and
of
the
iumping
charets.
3:3 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,
3:4 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.
3:5 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.
3:6 And
I
will
cast
abominable
filth
vpon
thee,
and
make
thee
vile,
and
will
set
thee
as
a
gazing
stocke.
3:7 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
3:8 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
sea
3:9 Ethiopia
and
Egypt
were
her
strength,
and
it
was
infinit,
Put
and
Lubim
were
thy
helpers.
3:10 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.
3:11 Thou
also
shalt
be
drunken:
thou
shalt
bee
hid,
thou
also
shalt
seeke
strength
because
of
the
enemie.
3:12 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.
3:13 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.
3:14 Draw
thee
waters
for
the
siege:
fortifie
thy
strong
holdes,
goe
into
clay,
and
tread
the
morter:
make
strong
the
bricke-kill.
3:15 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.
3:16 Thou
hast
multiplied
thy
merchants
aboue
the
starres
of
heauen;
the
cankerworme
spoileth
&
flieth
away.
3:17 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.
3:18 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.
3:19 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