H1214G–בָּצַע–ba.tsa

That God would please -- and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!

וִֽיבַצְּעֵֽנִי׃ (יבַצְּעֵֽ) va.tze.'E. “may he cut off”

For what `is' the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?

יִבְצָ֑ע yiv.Tza' “he will cut off”

My sojourning hath departed, And been removed from me as a shepherd's tent, I have drawn together, as a weaver, my life, By weakness it cutteth me off, From day unto night Thou dost end me.

יְבַצְּעֵ֔נִי (יְבַצְּעֵ֔) ye.va.tze.'E. “he cuts off”

I have seen the Lord standing by the altar, and He saith: `Smite the knob, and the thresholds shake, And cut them off by the head -- all of them, And their posterity with a sword I do slay, Not flee to them doth the fleer, Nor escape to them doth a fugitive.

וּבְצַ֙עַם֙ (בְצַ֙עַ) ve.Tza.'a “break off”