H9020–י–y

To the cuttings of mountains I have come down, The earth, her bars `are' behind me to the age. And Thou bringest up from the pit my life, O Jehovah my God.

חַיַּ֖י (י) i “my”אֱלֹהָֽי׃ (י) i “my”

In the feebleness within me of my soul Jehovah I have remembered, And come in unto Thee doth my prayer, Unto Thy holy temple.

נַפְשִׁ֔י (י) i “my”תְּפִלָּתִ֔י (י) i “my”

and he prayeth unto Jehovah, and he saith, `I pray Thee, O Jehovah, is not this my word while I was in mine own land -- therefore I was beforehand to flee to Tarshish -- that I have known that Thou `art' a God, gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and abundant in kindness, and repenting of evil?

דְבָרִ֗י (י) i “my”אַדְמָתִ֔י (י) i “my”

And now, O Jehovah, take, I pray Thee, my soul from me, for better `is' my death than my life.'

נַפְשִׁ֖י (י) i “my”מוֹתִ֖י (י) i “my”מֵחַיָּֽי׃ (י) i “my”

And it cometh to pass, about the rising of the sun, that God appointeth a cutting east wind, and the sun smiteth on the head of Jonah, and he wrappeth himself up, and asketh his soul to die, and saith, `Better `is' my death than my life.'

מוֹתִ֖י (י) i “my”מֵחַיָּֽי׃ (י) i “my”

For mortal `are' her wounds, For it hath come unto Judah, It hath come to a gate of My people -- to Jerusalem.

עַמִּ֖י (י) i “my”

In that day doth `one' take up for you a simile, And he hath wailed a wailing of wo, He hath said, We have been utterly spoiled, The portion of my people He doth change, How doth He move toward me! To the backslider our fields He apportioneth.

עַמִּ֖י (י) i “my”

Doth the house of Jacob say, `Hath the Spirit of Jehovah been shortened? Are these His doings?' Do not My words benefit the people that is walking uprightly?

דְבָרַ֨י (י) i “my”

And yesterday My people for an enemy doth raise himself up, From the outer garment the honourable ornament ye strip off, From the confident passers by, Ye who are turning back from war.

עַמִּי֙ (י֙) i “my”

The women of My people ye cast out from its delightful house, From its sucklings ye take away My honour to the age.

עַמִּי֙ (י֙) i “my”הֲדָרִ֖י (י) i “my”

And who have eaten the flesh of My people, And their skin from off them have stript, And their bones they have broken, And they have spread `them' out as in a pot, And as flesh in the midst of a caldron.

עַמִּי֒ (י֒) i “my”

Thus said Jehovah concerning the prophets Who are causing My people to err, Who are biting with their teeth, And have cried `Peace,' And he who doth not give unto their mouth, They have sanctified against him war.

עַמִּ֑י (י) i “my”

O My people, what have I done to thee? And what -- have I wearied thee? Testify against Me.

עַמִּ֛י (י) i “my”

O My people, remember, I pray you, What counsel did Balak king of Moab, What answer him did Balaam son of Beor, (From Shittim unto Gilgal,) In order to know the righteous acts of Jehovah.'

עַמִּ֗י (י) i “my”

Is Jehovah pleased with thousands of rams? With myriads of streams of oil? Do I give my first-born `for' my transgression? The fruit of my body `for' the sin of my soul?

בְּכוֹרִי֙ (י֙) i “my”פִּשְׁעִ֔י (י) I “my”בִטְנִ֖י (י) i “my”נַפְשִֽׁי׃ (י) i “my”

And kept habitually are the statutes of Omri, And all the work of the house of Ahab, And ye do walk in their counsels, For My giving thee for a desolation, And its inhabitants for a hissing, And the reproach of My people ye do bear!

עַמִּ֖י (י) i “my”

My wo `is' to me, for I have been As gatherings of summer-fruit, As gleanings of harvest, There is no cluster to eat, The first-ripe fruit desired hath my soul.

נַפְשִֽׁי׃ (י) i “my”

And I -- in Jehovah I do watch, I do wait for the God of my salvation, Hear me doth my God.

יִשְׁעִ֑י (י) I “my”אֱלֹהָֽי׃ (י) i “my”

Thou dost not rejoice over me, O mine enemy, When I have fallen, I have risen, When I sit in darkness Jehovah is a light to me.

אֹיַ֙בְתִּי֙ (י֙) i “my”

The indignation of Jehovah I do bear, For I have sinned against Him, Till that He doth plead my cause, And hath executed my judgment, He doth bring me forth to the light, I look on His righteousness.

רִיבִי֙ (י֙) i “my”מִשְׁפָּטִ֔י (י) i “my”

And see doth mine enemy, And cover her doth shame, Who saith unto me, `Where `is' Jehovah thy God?' Mine eyes do look on her, Now she is for a treading-place, As mire of the out-places.

אֹיַ֙בְתִּי֙ (י֙) i “my”עֵינַי֙ (י֙) i “my”

Art not Thou of old, O Jehovah, my God, my Holy One? We do not die, O Jehovah, For judgment Thou hast appointed it, And, O Rock, for reproof Thou hast founded it.

אֱלֹהַ֛י (י) i “my”קְדֹשִׁ֖י (י) i “my”

On my charge I stand, and I station myself on a bulwark, and I watch to see what He doth speak against me, and what I do reply to my reproof.

מִשְׁמַרְתִּ֣י (י) i “my”תּוֹכַחְתִּֽי׃ (י) i “my”

I have heard, and my belly trembleth, At the noise have my lips quivered, Rottenness doth come into my bones, And in my place I do tremble, That I rest for a day of distress, At the coming up of the people, he overcometh it.

בִּטְנִ֗י (י) i “my”שְׂפָתַ֔י (י) i “my”בַּעֲצָמַ֖י (י) i “my”

Yet I, in Jehovah I exult, I do joy in the God of my salvation.

יִשְׁעִֽי׃ (י) I “my”