H9023–הוּ–hu

Drawn from his tent is his confidence, And it causeth him to step to the king of terrors.

מֵ֭אָהֳלוֹ (וֹ) o “his”מִבְטַח֑וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

It dwelleth in his tent -- out of his provender, Scattered over his habitation is sulphur.

בְּ֭אָהֳלוֹ (וֹ) o “his”נָוֵ֣הוּ (הוּ) hu “his”

From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above cut off is his crop.

שָֽׁרָשָׁ֣יו (ו) v “his”קְצִירֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

His memorial hath perished from the land, And he hath no name on the street.

זִֽכְרוֹ־ (וֹ) v- “his”

He hath no continuator, Nor successor among his people, And none is remaining in his dwellings.

בְּעַמּ֑וֹ (וֹ) o “his”בִּמְגוּרָֽיו׃ (ו) v “his”

At this day westerns have been astonished And easterns have taken fright.

י֭וֹמוֹ (וֹ) o “his”

Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,

וּ֝מְצוּד֗וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.

אַפּ֑וֹ (וֹ) o “his”כְצָרָֽיו׃ (ו) v “his”

Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.

גְדוּדָ֗יו (ו) v “his”

Though his excellency go up to the heavens, And his head against a cloud he strike --

שִׂיא֑וֹ (וֹ) O “his”וְ֝רֹאשׁ֗וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

As his own dung for ever he doth perish, His beholders say: `Where `is' he?'

כְּֽ֭גֶלֲלוֹ (וֹ) o “his”

The eye hath not seen him, and addeth not. And not again doth his place behold him.

מְקוֹמֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

His sons do the poor oppress, And his hands give back his wealth.

בָּ֭נָיו (ו) v “his”וְ֝יָדָ֗יו (ו) v “his”אוֹנֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down.

עַ֭צְמוֹתָיו (ו) v “his”עֲלוּמָ֑יו (ו) v “his”

Though he doth sweeten evil in his mouth, Doth hide it under his tongue,

בְּפִ֣יו (ו) v “his”לְשׁוֹנֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

Hath pity on it, and doth not forsake it, And keep it back in the midst of his palate,

חִכּֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps `is' in his heart.

לַ֭חְמוֹ (וֹ) o “his”בְּמֵעָ֣יו (ו) v “his”בְּקִרְבּֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

Wealth he hath swallowed, and doth vomit it. From his belly God driveth it out.

מִ֝בִּטְנ֗וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

He is giving back `what' he laboured for, And doth not consume `it'; As a bulwark `is' his exchange, and he exults not.

תְּ֝מוּרָת֗וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

For he hath not known ease in his belly. With his desirable thing he delivereth not himself.

בְּבִטְנ֑וֹ (וֹ) o “his”בַּ֝חֲמוּד֗וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

There is not a remnant to his food, Therefore his good doth not stay.

טוּבֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him.

שִׂ֭פְקוֹ (וֹ) v “his”

It cometh to pass, at the filling of his belly, He sendeth forth against him The fierceness of His anger, Yea, He raineth on him in his eating.

בִטְנ֗וֹ (וֹ) o “his”אַפּ֑וֹ (וֹ) o “his”בִּלְחוּמֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him `are' terrors.

מִֽמְּרֹרָת֥וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

All darkness is hid for his treasures, Consume him doth a fire not blown, Broken is the remnant in his tent.

לִצְפּ֫וּנָ֥יו (ו) v “his”בְּאָהֳלֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”