H7321–רוּעַ–ru.a

We come before His face with thanksgiving, With psalms we shout to Him.

נָרִ֥יעַֽ na.Ri.a' “let us shout for joy”

Shout to Jehovah, all the earth, Break forth, and cry aloud, and sing.

הָרִ֣יעוּ ha.Ri.'u “shout for joy”

With trumpets, and voice of a cornet, Shout ye before the king Jehovah.

הָ֝רִ֗יעוּ ha.Ri.'u “shout for joy”

A Psalm of Thanksgiving. Shout to Jehovah, all the earth.

הָרִ֥יעוּ ha.Ri.'u “shout for joy”

Moab `is' a pot for my washing, Upon Edom I cast my shoe, Over Philistia I shout habitually.

אֶתְרוֹעָֽע׃ 'et.ro.'A' “I shout in triumph”

And cry doth Heshbon and Elealeh, Unto Jahaz heard hath been their voice, Therefore the armed ones of Moab do shout, His life hath been grievous to him.

יָרִ֔יעוּ ya.Ri.'u “they are shouting”

And removed have been gladness and joy from the fruitful field, And in vineyards they sing not, nor shout, Wine in the presses treadeth not the treader, Shouting I have caused to cease.

יְרֹעָ֑ע ye.ro.'A' “anything will be shouted”

Jehovah as a mighty one goeth forth. As a man of war He stirreth up zeal, He crieth, yea, He shrieketh, Against His enemies He showeth Himself mighty.

יָרִ֙יעַ֙ ya.Ri.a' “he will raise a war-cry”

Sing, O heavens, for Jehovah hath wrought, Shout, O lower parts of earth, Break forth, O mountains, with singing, Forest, and every tree in it, For Jehovah hath redeemed Jacob, And in Israel He doth beautify Himself.

הָרִ֙יעוּ֙ ha.Ri.'u “shout in triumph”

Shout against her round about, She hath given forth her hand, Fallen have her foundations, Thrown down have been her walls, For it `is' the vengeance of Jehovah, Be avenged of her, as she did -- do ye to her.

הָרִ֨יעוּ ha.Ri.'u “shout out”

Blow ye a cornet in Gibeah, a trumpet in Ramah, Shout, O Beth-Aven, after thee, O Benjamin.

הָרִ֙יעוּ֙ ha.Ri.'u “sound an alarm”

Blow ye a trumpet in Zion, And shout ye in My holy hill, Tremble do all inhabitants of the earth, For coming is the day of Jehovah, for `it is' near!

וְהָרִ֙יעוּ֙ (הָרִ֙יעוּ֙) ha.Ri.'u “sound a battle signal”

Now, why dost thou shout aloud? A king -- is there none in thee? Hath thy counsellor perished, That taken hold of thee hath pain as a travailing woman?

תָרִ֖יעִי ta.Ri.'i “do you shout”

Cry aloud, O daughter of Zion, shout, O Israel, Rejoice and exult with the whole heart, O daughter of Jerusalem.

הָרִ֖יעוּ ha.Ri.'u “shout”

Rejoice exceedingly, O daughter of Zion, Shout, O daughter of Jerusalem, Lo, thy King doth come to thee, Righteous -- and saved is He, Afflicted -- and riding on an ass, And on a colt -- a son of she-asses.

הָרִ֙יעִי֙ ha.Ri.'i “shout for joy”