H3808–לֹא–lo

While that the silver cord is not removed, And the golden bowl broken, And the pitcher broken by the fountain, And the wheel broken at the well.

לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”

Fear me not, because I `am' very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard -- my own -- I have not kept.

לֹ֥א lo' “not”

If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!

לֹ֤א lo' “not”

On my couch by night, I sought him whom my soul hath loved; I sought him, and I found him not!

וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

-- Pray, let me rise, and go round the city, In the streets and in the broad places, I seek him whom my soul hath loved! -- I sought him, and I found him not.

וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

But a little I passed on from them, Till I found him whom my soul hath loved! I seized him, and let him not go, Till I brought him in unto the house of my mother -- And the chamber of her that conceived me.

וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”

I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew -- he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not.

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

I knew not my soul, It made me -- chariots of my people Nadib.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,

לֹא־ lo'- “not”

Many waters are not able to quench the love, And floods do not wash it away. If one give all the wealth of his house for love, Treading down -- they tread upon it.

לֹ֤א lo' “not”לֹ֣א lo' “not”

An ox hath known its owner, And an ass the crib of its master, Israel hath not known, My people hath not understood.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹ֥א lo' “not”

From the sole of the foot -- unto the head, There is no soundness in it, Wound, and bruise, and fresh smiting! They have not been closed nor bound, Nor have they softened with ointment.

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

`Why to Me the abundance of your sacrifices? saith Jehovah, I have been satiated `with' burnt-offerings of rams, And fat of fatlings; And blood of bullocks, and lambs, And he-goats I have not desired.

לֹ֥א lo' “not”

Add not to bring in a vain present, Incense -- an abomination it `is' to Me, New moon, and sabbath, calling of convocation! Rendure not iniquity -- and a restraint!

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹא־ lo'- “not”

Thy princes `are' apostates, and companions of thieves, Every one loving a bribe, and pursuing rewards, The fatherless they judge not, And the plea of the widow cometh not to them.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”

And He hath judged between the nations, And hath given a decision to many peoples, And they have beat their swords to ploughshares, And their spears to pruning-hooks, Nation doth not lift up sword unto nation, Nor do they learn any more -- war.

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

He lifteth up, in that day, saying: `I am not a binder up, And in my house is neither bread nor garment, Ye do not make me a ruler of the people.'

לֹא־ lo'- “not”לֹ֥א lo' “not”

The appearance of their faces witnessed against them, And their sin, as Sodom, they declared, They have not hidden! Wo to their soul, For they have done to themselves evil.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

What -- to do still to my vineyard, That I have not done in it! Wherefore, I waited to the yielding of grapes, And it yieldeth bad ones!

וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

And I make it a waste, It is not pruned, nor arranged, And gone up have brier and thorn, And on the thick clouds I lay a charge, From raining upon it rain.

לֹ֤א lo' “not”וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”

By the weapons of Jehovah of Hosts Do not many houses a desolation become? Great and good without inhabitant!

לֹ֞א lo' “not”

And harp, and psaltery, tabret, and pipe, And wine, have been their banquets, And the work of Jehovah they behold not, Yea, the work of His hands they have not seen.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹ֥א lo' “not”

Therefore hath the anger of Jehovah burned among His people, And He stretcheth out His hand against it, And smiteth it, and the mountains tremble, And their carcase is as filth in the midst of the out-places. With all this His anger did not turn back, And still His hand is stretched out!

לֹא־ lo'- “not”

There is none weary, nor stumbling in it, It doth not slumber, nor sleep, Nor opened hath been the girdle of its loins, Nor drawn away the latchet of its sandals.

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

And it cometh to pass in the days of Ahaz, son of Jotham, son of Uzziah, king of Judah, gone up hath Rezin king of Aram, and Pekah, son of Remaliah, king of Israel, to Jerusalem, to battle against it, and he is not able to fight against it.

וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”