H3213–יָלַל–ya.lal

Send out a cry of grief; for the day of the Lord is near; it comes as destruction from the Most High.

הֵילִ֕ילוּ hei.Li.lu “wail”

Send out a cry, O door! Make sounds of sorrow, O town! All your land has come to nothing, O Philistia; for there comes a smoke out of the north, and everyone keeps his place in the line.

הֵילִ֤ילִֽי hei.Li.li “wail”

The daughter of Dibon has gone up to the high places, weeping: Moab is sounding her cry of sorrow over Nebo, and over Medeba: everywhere the hair of the head and of the face is cut off.

יְיֵלִ֔יל ye.ye.Lil “it is wailing”

In their streets they are covering themselves with haircloth: on the tops of their houses, and in their public places, there is crying and bitter weeping.

יְיֵלִ֖יל ye.ye.Lil “it is wailing”

For this cause everyone in Moab will give cries of grief for Moab: crushed to the earth, they will be weeping for the men of Kir-hareseth.

יְיֵלִ֥יל ye.ye.Lil “it will wail”יְיֵלִ֑יל ye.ye.Lil “it will wail”

The word about Tyre. Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish, because your strong place is made waste; on the way back from the land of Kittim the news is given to them.

הֵילִ֣ילוּ׀ hei.Li.lu “wail”

Go over to Tarshish; give cries of sorrow, O men of the sea-land.

הֵילִ֖ילוּ hei.Li.lu “wail”

Let a cry of sorrow go up, O ships of Tarshish: because your strong place is made waste.

הֵילִ֖ילוּ hei.Li.lu “wail”

Now then, what have I here? says the Lord, for my people are taken away without cause; they are made waste and give cries of sorrow, says the Lord, and all the day the nations put shame on my name.

יְהֵילִ֙ילוּ֙ ye.hei.Li.lu “they wail”

My servants will make songs in the joy of their hearts, but you will be crying for sorrow, and making sounds of grief from a broken spirit.

תְּיֵלִֽילוּ׃ te.ye.Li.lu “you will wail”

For this put on haircloth, with weeping and loud crying: for the burning wrath of the Lord is not turned back from us.

וְהֵילִ֑ילוּ (הֵילִ֑ילוּ) hei.Li.lu “wail”

Give cries of grief, you keepers of sheep; give cries for help, rolling yourselves in the dust, you chiefs of the flock: for the days of your destruction have fully come, and I will send you in all directions, and your fall will be like that of the males

הֵילִ֨ילוּ hei.Li.lu “wail”

This is what the Lord has said: See, waters are coming up out of the north, and will become an overflowing stream, overflowing the land and everything in it, the town and those who are living in it; and men will give a cry, and all the people of the land

וְהֵילִ֕ל (הֵילִ֕ל) hei.Lil “he will wail”

Moab has been put to shame, she is broken: make loud sounds of grief, crying out for help; give the news in Arnon, that Moab has been made waste.

הֵילִ֣ילוּ hei.li.li “wail”

For this cause I will give cries of grief for Moab, crying out for Moab, even for all of it; I will be sorrowing for the men of Kir-heres.

אֲיֵלִ֔יל 'a.ye.Lil “I will wail”

How is it broken down! how is Moab's back turned in shame! so Moab will be a cause of sport and of fear to everyone round about him.

הֵילִ֔ילוּ hei.Li.lu “they will wail”

Make sounds of grief, O Heshbon, for Ai is wasted; give loud cries, O daughters of Rabbah, and put haircloth round you: give yourselves to weeping, running here and there and wounding yourselves; for Milcom will be taken prisoner together with his rulers

הֵילִ֨ילִי hei.Li.li “wail”

Sudden is the downfall of Babylon and her destruction: make cries of grief for her; take sweet oil for her pain, if it is possible for her to be made well.

הֵילִ֣ילוּ hei.Li.lu “wail”

Give loud cries and make sounds of grief, O son of man: for it has come on my people, it has come on all the rulers of Israel: fear of the sword has come on my people: for this cause give signs of grief.

וְהֵילֵל֙ (הֵילֵל֙) hei.Lel “wail”

Son of man, be a prophet, and say, These are the words of the Lord: Give a cry, Aha, for the day!

הֵילִ֖ילוּ hei.Li.lu “wail”

And they have not made prayer to me in their hearts, but they make loud cries on their beds; they are cutting themselves for food and wine, they are turned against me.

יְיֵלִ֖ילוּ ye.ye.Li.lu “they wail”

Come out of your sleep, you who are overcome with wine, and give yourselves to weeping; give cries of sorrow, all you drinkers of wine, because of the sweet wine; for it has been cut off from your mouths.

וְהֵילִ֖לוּ (הֵילִ֖לוּ) hei.Li.lu “wail”

The farmers are shamed, the workers in the vine-gardens give cries of grief, for the wheat and the barley; for the produce of the fields has come to destruction.

הֵילִ֙ילוּ֙ hei.Li.lu “wail”

Put haircloth round you and give yourselves to sorrow, you priests; give cries of grief, you servants of the altar: come in, and, clothed in haircloth, let the night go past, you servants of my God: for the meal offering and the drink offering have been

הֵילִ֙ילוּ֙ hei.Li.lu “wail”

And the songs of the king's house will be cries of pain in that day, says the Lord God: great will be the number of the dead bodies, and everywhere they will put them out without a word.

וְהֵילִ֜ילוּ (הֵילִ֜ילוּ) hei.Li.lu “they will wail”