H3808–לֹא–lo

Before the silver cord is severed, Or the golden bowl is broken, Or the pitcher is broken at the spring, Or the wheel broken at the cistern,

לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”

Don't stare at me because I am dark, Because the sun has scorched me. My mother's sons were angry with me. They made me keeper of the vineyards. I haven't kept my own vineyard.

לֹ֥א lo' “not”

If you don't know, most beautiful among women, Follow the tracks of the sheep. Graze your young goats beside the shepherds' tents.

לֹ֤א lo' “not”

By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.

וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

I will get up now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the squares I will seek him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn't find him.

וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

I had scarcely passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loves. I held him, and would not let him go, Until I had brought him into my mother's house, Into the chamber of her who conceived me.

וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”

I opened to my beloved; But my beloved left; gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn't find him. I called him, but he didn't answer.

וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

Without realizing it, My desire set me with my royal people's chariots. Friends

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

Oh that you were like my brother, Who sucked the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; Yes, and no one would despise me.

לֹא־ lo'- “not”

Many waters can't quench love, Neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, He would be utterly scorned. Friends

לֹ֤א lo' “not”לֹ֣א lo' “not”

The ox knows his owner, And the donkey his master's crib; But Israel doesn't know, My people don't consider.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹ֥א lo' “not”

From the sole of the foot even to the head there is no soundness in it: Wounds, welts, and open sores. They haven't been closed, neither bandaged, neither soothed with oil.

לֹא־ lo'- “not”וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

"What are the multitude of your sacrifices to me?," says Yahweh. "I have had enough of the burnt offerings of rams, And the fat of fed animals. I don't delight in the blood of bulls, Or of lambs, Or of male goats.

לֹ֥א lo' “not”

Bring no more vain offerings. Incense is an abomination to me; New moons, Sabbaths, and convocations: I can't bear with evil assemblies.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹא־ lo'- “not”

Your princes are rebellious, and companions of thieves. Everyone loves bribes, and follows after rewards. They don't judge the fatherless, Neither does the cause of the widow come to them.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”

He will judge between the nations, And will decide concerning many peoples; And they shall beat their swords into plowshares, And their spears into pruning-hooks. Nation shall not lift up sword against nation, Neither shall they learn war any more.

לֹא־ lo'- “not”וְלֹא־ (לֹא) lo'- “not”

In that day he will cry out, saying, I will not be a healer; For in my house is neither bread nor clothing. You shall not make me ruler of the people.

לֹא־ lo'- “not”לֹ֥א lo' “not”

The look of their faces testify against them. They parade their sin like Sodom. They don't hide it. Woe to their soul! For they have brought disaster upon themselves.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

What could have been done more to my vineyard, that I have not done in it? Why, when I looked for it to yield grapes, did it yield wild grapes?

וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

I will lay it a wasteland. It won't be pruned nor hoed, But it will grow briers and thorns. I will also command the clouds that they rain no rain on it."

לֹ֤א lo' “not”וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”

In my ears, Yahweh of Hosts says: "Surely many houses will be desolate, Even great and beautiful, unoccupied.

לֹ֞א lo' “not”

The harp, lyre, tambourine, and flute, with wine, are at their feasts; But they don't regard the work of Yahweh, Neither have they considered the operation of his hands.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹ֥א lo' “not”

Therefore Yahweh's anger burns against his people, And he has stretched out his hand against them, and has struck them. The mountains tremble, And their dead bodies are as refuse in the midst of the streets. For all this, his anger is not turned away, But his hand is still stretched out.

לֹא־ lo'- “not”

None shall be weary nor stumble among them; None shall slumber nor sleep; Neither shall the belt of their loins be untied, Nor the latchet of their shoes be broken:

לֹ֥א lo' “not”וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”וְלֹ֤א (לֹ֤א) Lo' “not”וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

It happened in the days of Ahaz the son of Jotham, the son of Uzziah, king of Judah, that Rezin the king of Syria, and Pekah the son of Remaliah, king of Israel, went up to Jerusalem to war against it, but could not prevail against it.

וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”