H3808–לֹא–lo

For it hurls at him, and does not spare, As he flees away from his hand.

וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”

That path no bird of prey knows, Neither has the falcon's eye seen it.

לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”וְלֹ֥א (לֹ֥א) Lo' “not”

The proud animals have not trodden it, Nor has the fierce lion passed by there.

לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”

Man doesn't know its price; Neither is it found in the land of the living.

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

The deep says, 'It isn't in me.' The sea says, 'It isn't with me.'

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

It can't be gotten for gold, Neither shall silver be weighed for its price.

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

It can't be valued with the gold of Ophir, With the precious onyx, or the sapphire.

לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”

Gold and glass can't equal it, Neither shall it be exchanged for jewels of fine gold.

לֹא־ lo'- “not”

No mention shall be made of coral or of crystal: Yes, the price of wisdom is above rubies.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

The topaz of Ethiopia shall not equal it, Neither shall it be valued with pure gold.

לֹֽא־ lo'- “not”לֹ֣א lo' “not”

Because I delivered the poor who cried, And the fatherless also, who had none to help him.

וְֽלֹא־ (לֹא) lo'- “[the one whom] not”

I was a father to the needy. The cause of him who I didn't know, I searched out.

לֹא־ lo'- “[the one whom] not”

After my words they didn't speak again; My speech fell on them.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

I smiled on them when they had no confidence. They didn't reject the light of my face.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”לֹ֣א lo' “not”

They abhor me, they stand aloof from me, And don't hesitate to spit in my face.

לֹא־ lo'- “not”

They mar my path, They set forward my calamity, Without anyone's help.

לֹ֖א lo' “not”

In the night season my bones are pierced in me, And the pains that gnaw me take no rest.

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

I cry to you, and you do not answer me. I stand up, and you gaze at me.

וְלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”

"However doesn't one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?

לֹא־ lo'- “not”

Didn't I weep for him who was in trouble? Wasn't my soul grieved for the needy?

לֹ֣א lo' “not”

My heart is troubled, and doesn't rest. Days of affliction have come on me.

וְלֹא־ (לֹא) lo'- “not”

I go mourning without the sun. I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.

בְּלֹ֣א (לֹ֣א) Lo' “not”

Is it not calamity to the unrighteous, And disaster to the workers of iniquity?

הֲלֹא־ (לֹא) lo'- “not”

Doesn't he see my ways, And number all my steps?

הֲלֹא־ (לֹא) lo'- “not”

Didn't he who made me in the womb make him? Didn't one fashion us in the womb?

הֲֽ֝לֹא־ (לֹא) Lo'- “not”