See, upon the mountains there advances the bearer of good news,
announcing peace!
Celebrate your feasts, fulfill your vows! For nevermore shall you be invaded by the scoundrel; he is completely destroyed. The Lord will restore, though ravagers have ravaged them and ruined the tendrils.
Woe to the bloody city, all lies, full of plunder, whose looting never stops! The crack of the whip, the rumbling sounds of wheels; horses a-gallop, chariots bounding, cavalry charging, the flame of the sword, the flash of the spear, the many slain, the heaping corpses, the endless bodies to stumble upon! I will cast filth upon you, disgrace you and put you to shame.
Who can pity her? Where can one find any to console her?”
Pericope:
Nahum 2:1, 3; 3:1-3, 6-7
