H3648–כָּמַר–ka.mar

Joseph made haste; for his heart yearned over his brother: and he sought a place to weep; and he entered into his room, and wept there.

נִכְמְר֤וּ nikh.me.Ru “they grew warm”

Then spoke the woman whose the living child was to the king, for her heart yearned over her son, and she said, Oh, my lord, give her the living child, and in no way kill it. But the other said, It shall be neither mine nor yours; divide it.

נִכְמְר֣וּ nikh.me.Ru “they had grown warm”

Our skin is black like an oven, Because of the burning heat of famine.

נִכְמָ֔רוּ nikh.Ma.ru “they have grown hot”

"How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I hand you over, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I make you like Zeboiim? My heart is turned within me, My compassion is aroused.

נִכְמְר֥וּ nikh.me.Ru “they have grown warm”