H1316–בָּשָׁן–ba.shan

Rule Thou Thy people with Thy rod, The flock of Thine inheritance, Dwelling alone `in' a forest in the midst of Carmel, They enjoy Bashan and Gilead as in days of old.

בָשָׁ֛ן va.Shan “Bashan”

He is pushing against a sea, and drieth it up, Yea, all the floods He hath made dry, Languishing `are' Bashan and Carmel, Yea, the flower of Lebanon `is' languishing.

בָּשָׁן֙ ba.Shan “Bashan”

Howl, O fir, for fallen hath the cedar, For their honourable ones were destroyed, Howl, ye oaks of Bashan, For come down hath the fenced forest,

בָשָׁ֔ן va.Shan “Bashan”