H7898–שַׁ֫יִת–sha.yit

And I make it a waste, It is not pruned, nor arranged, And gone up have brier and thorn, And on the thick clouds I lay a charge, From raining upon it rain.

וָשָׁ֑יִת (שָׁ֑יִת) Sha.yit “bush[es]”

And it hath come to pass, in that day, Every place where there are a thousand vines, At a thousand silverlings, Is for briers and for thorns.

וְלַשַּׁ֖יִת (שַּׁ֖יִת) Sha.yit “bush[es]”

With arrows and with bow he cometh thither, Because all the land is brier and thorn.

וָשַׁ֖יִת (שַׁ֖יִת) Sha.yit “bush[es]”

And all the hills that with a mattock are kept in order, Thither cometh not the fear of brier and thorn, And it hath been for the sending forth of ox, And for the treading of sheep!'

וָשָׁ֑יִת (שָׁ֑יִת) Sha.yit “bush[es]”

For burned as a fire hath wickedness, Brier and thorn it devoureth, And it kindleth in thickets of the forest, And they lift themselves up, an exaltation of smoke!

וָשַׁ֖יִת (שַׁ֖יִת) Sha.yit “bush[es]”

And the light of Israel hath been for a fire, And his Holy One for a flame, And it hath burned, and devoured his thorn And his brier in one day.

שִׁית֥וֹ (שִׁית֥) shi.T “bush[es]”

Fury is not in Me; Who giveth Me a brier -- a thorn in battle? I step into it, I burn it at once.

שַׁ֙יִת֙ sha.yit “bush[es]”