H0188–אוֹי–oy

Woe to you, Moab! You are undone, people of Chemosh: He has given his sons as fugitives, His daughters into captivity, To Sihon king of the Amorites.

אוֹי־ 'o- “woe!”

He took up his parable, and said, Alas, who shall live when God does this?

א֕וֹי 'o “woe!”

The Philistines were afraid, for they said, God is come into the camp. They said, Woe to us! for there has not been such a thing heretofore.

א֣וֹי 'o “woe!”

Woe to us! who shall deliver us out of the hand of these mighty gods? these are the gods that struck the Egyptians with all manner of plagues in the wilderness.

א֣וֹי 'o “woe!”

Who has woe? Who has sorrow? Who has strife? Who has complaints? Who has needless bruises? Who has bloodshot eyes?

א֥וֹי 'o “woe”

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.

א֣וֹי 'o “woe!”

Woe to the wicked! Disaster is upon them; For the deeds of his hands will be paid back to him.

א֖וֹי 'o “woe!”

Then I said, "Woe is me! For I am undone, because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for my eyes have seen the King, Yahweh of Hosts!"

אֽוֹי־ 'o- “woe!”

From the uttermost part of the earth have we heard songs: Glory to the righteous. But I said, I pine away, I pine away, woe is me! the treacherous have dealt treacherously; yes, the treacherous have dealt very treacherously.

א֣וֹי 'o “woe!”

Behold, he shall come up as clouds, and his chariots [ergänzt: shall be] as the whirlwind: his horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us! for we are ruined.

א֥וֹי 'o “woe!”

For I have heard a voice as of a woman in travail, the anguish as of her who brings forth her first child, the voice of the daughter of Zion, who gasps for breath, who spreads her hands, [ergänzt: saying], Woe is me now! for my soul faints before the murderers.

אֽוֹי־ 'o- “woe!”

Prepare you war against her; arise, and let us go up at noon. Woe to us! for the day declines, for the shadows of the evening are stretched out.

א֥וֹי 'o “woe!”

Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [ergänzt: my] grief, and I must bear it.

א֥וֹי 'o “woe!”

I have seen your abominations, even your adulteries, and your neighing, the lewdness of your prostitution, on the hills in the field. Woe to you, Jerusalem! you will not be made clean; how long shall it yet be?

א֥וֹי 'o “woe!”

Woe is me, my mother, that you have borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have not lent, neither have men lent to me; [ergänzt: yet] everyone of them does curse me.

אֽוֹי־ 'o- “woe!”

You did say, Woe is me now! for Yahweh has added sorrow to my pain; I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest.

אֽוֹי־ 'o- “woe!”

Woe to you, O Moab! the people of Chemosh is undone; for your sons are taken away captive, and your daughters into captivity.

אוֹי־ 'o- “woe!”

The crown is fallen from our head: Woe to us! for we have sinned.

אֽוֹי־ 'o- “woe!”

It is happen after all your wickedness, (woe, woe to you! says the Lord Yahweh),

א֣וֹי 'o “woe!”א֣וֹי 'o “woe!”

Therefore thus says the Lord Yahweh: Woe to the bloody city, to the caldron whose rust is therein, and whose rust is not gone out of it! take out of it piece after piece; No lot is fallen on it.

אוֹי֮ 'O “woe!”

Therefore thus says the Lord Yahweh: Woe to the bloody city! I also will make the pile great.

א֖וֹי 'o “woe!”

Woe to them! For they have wandered from me. Destruction to them! For they have trespassed against me. Though I would redeem them, Yet they have spoken lies against me.

א֤וֹי 'o “woe!”

Though they bring up their children, Yet I will bereave them, so that not a man shall be left. Indeed, woe also to them when I depart from them!

א֥וֹי 'o “woe!”