Verse Comparison: Nahum 3:19
American Standard Version
There is no assuaging of thy hurt: thy wound is grievous: all that hear the report of thee clap their hands over thee; for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?
Amplified® Bible
There is no healing of your hurt; your wound is grievous. All who hear the news about you clap their hands over [what has happened to] you. For upon whom has not your [unceasing] evil come continually?
Contemporary English Version
You're fatally wounded. There's no hope for you. But everyone claps when they hear this news, because your constant cruelty has caused them pain.
Darby English Version
There is no healing of thy breach; thy wound is grievous; all that hear the report of thee clap the hands over thee; for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?
Good News Bible
There is no remedy for your injuries, and your wounds cannot be healed. All those who hear the news of your destruction clap their hands for joy. Did anyone escape your endless cruelty?
King James Version
There is no healing of thy bruise; thy wound is grievous: all that hear the bruit of thee shall clap the hands over thee: for upon whom hath not thy wickedness passed continually?
New American Standard Bible
There is no relief for your breakdown, Your wound is incurable. All who hear about you Will clap {their} hands over you, For on whom has not your evil passed continually?
New International Version
Nothing can heal your wound;
your injury is fatal.
Everyone who hears the news about you
claps his hands at your fall,
for who has not felt
your endless cruelty?
New King James Version
Your injury has no healing,
Your wound is severe.
All who hear news of you
Will clap their hands over you,
For upon whom has not your wickedness passed continually?
N.A.S.B. in E-Prime
You will find no relief for your breakdown, Your wound seems incurable All who hear about you Will clap their hands over you, For on whom has not your evil passed continually?
Revised Standard Version
There is no assuaging your hurt, your wound is grievous. All who hear the news of you clap their hands
Young's Literal Translation
There is no weakening of thy destruction, Grievous `is' thy smiting, All hearing thy fame have clapped the hand at thee, For over whom did not thy wickedness pass continually?
