H2560A–חָמַר–cha.mar

Though the waters of it roar and are troubled, Though the mountains tremble with their swelling. Selah.

יֶחְמְר֣וּ yech.me.Ru “they will foam”

For in the hand of Yahweh there is a cup, Full of foaming wine mixed with spices. He pours it out. Indeed the wicked of the earth drink and drink it to its very dregs.

חָמַ֨ר׀ cha.Mar “it is foaming”

See, Yahweh; for I am in distress; my heart is troubled; My heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: Abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.

חֳמַרְמָ֔רוּ cho.mar.Ma.ru “they are in turmoil”

My eyes do fail with tears, my heart is troubled; My liver is poured on the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, Because the young children and the infants swoon in the streets of the city.

חֳמַרְמְר֣וּ cho.mar.me.Ru “they are in turmoil”