H9023–הוּ–hu

They are coming in from a land afar off, From the end of the heavens, Jehovah and the instruments of His indignation, To destroy all the land.

זַעְמ֔וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

And they have been troubled, Pains and pangs they take, As a travailing woman they are pained, A man at his friend they marvel, The appearance of flames -- their faces!

רֵעֵ֙הוּ֙ (הוּ֙) hu “his”

For the stars of the heavens, and their constellations, Cause not their light to shine, Darkened hath been the sun in its going out, And the moon causeth not its light to come forth.

אוֹרֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “its”

Therefore the heavens I cause to tremble, And the earth doth shake from its place, In the wrath of Jehovah of Hosts, And in a day of the heat of his anger.

אַפּֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

And it hath been, as a roe driven away, And as a flock that hath no gatherer, Each unto his people -- they turn, And each unto his land -- they flee.

עַמּוֹ֙ (וֹ֙) o “his”אַרְצ֖וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

And Aiim have responded in his forsaken habitations, And dragons in palaces of delight, And near to come `is' her time, And her days are not drawn out!

בְּאַלְמנוֹתָ֔יו (ו) v “its”

He hath made the world as a wilderness, And his cities he hath broken down, Of his bound ones he opened not the house.

וְעָרָ֣יו (ו) v “its”אֲסִירָ֖יו (ו) v “his”

All kings of nations -- all of them, Have lain down in honour, each in his house,

בְּבֵיתֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

Prepare ye for his sons slaughter; Because of the iniquity of their fathers, They rise not, nor have possessed the land, Nor filled the face of the world `with' cities.

לְבָנָ֛יו (ו) v “his”

To break Asshur in My land, And on My mountains I tread him down, And turned from off them hath his yoke, Yea, his burden from off their shoulder turneth aside.

עֻלּ֔וֹ (וֹ) o “its”וְסֻ֨בֳּל֔וֹ (וֹ) o “its”שִׁכְמ֖וֹ (וֹ) o “its”

For Jehovah of Hosts hath purposed, And who doth make void? And His hand that is stretched out, Who doth turn it back?'

וְיָד֥וֹ (וֹ) o “his”

Rejoice not thou, Philistia, all of thee, That broken hath been the rod of thy smiter, For from the root of a serpent cometh out a viper, And its fruit `is' a flying saraph.

וּפִרְי֖וֹ (וֹ) o “its”

Howl, O gate; cry, O city, Melted art thou, Philistia, all of thee, For from the north smoke hath come, And there is none alone in his set places.

בְּמוֹעָדָֽיו׃ (ו) v “its”

And what doth one answer the messengers of a nation? `That Jehovah hath founded Zion, And in it do the poor of His people trust!'

עַמּֽוֹ׃ (וֹ) o “his”

He hath gone up to Bajith and Dibon, The high places -- to weep, On Nebo and on Medeba Moab howleth, On all its heads `is' baldness, every beard cut off.

רֹאשָׁ֣יו (ו) v “its”

In its out-places they girded on sackcloth, On its pinnacles, and in its broad places, Every one howleth -- going down with weeping.

בְּחוּצֹתָ֖יו (ו) v “its”כֻּלֹּ֥ה (ה) h “it”

And cry doth Heshbon and Elealeh, Unto Jahaz heard hath been their voice, Therefore the armed ones of Moab do shout, His life hath been grievous to him.

נַפְשׁ֖וֹ (וֹ) o “its”

We have heard of the pride of Moab -- very proud, His pride, and his arrogance, and his wrath, Not right `are' his devices.

גַּאֲוָת֧וֹ (וֹ) o “its”וּגְאוֹנ֛וֹ (וֹ) o “its”וְעֶבְרָת֖וֹ (וֹ) o “its”בַּדָּֽיו׃ (ו) v “its”

Therefore howl doth Moab for Moab, all of it doth howl, For the grape-cakes of Kir-Hareseth it meditateth, Surely they are smitten.

כֻּלֹּ֣ה (ה) h “it”

And it hath come to pass, when it hath been seen, That weary hath been Moab on the high place, And he hath come unto his sanctuary to pray, And is not able.

מִקְדָּשׁ֛וֹ (וֹ) o “its”

And it hath come to pass, in that day, Wax poor doth the honour of Jacob, And the fatness of his flesh doth wax lean.

בְּשָׂר֖וֹ (וֹ) o “its”

And it hath come to pass, As the gathering by the reaper of the standing corn, And his arm the ears reapeth, And it hath come to pass, As the gathering of the ears in the valley of Rephaim,

וּזְרֹע֖וֹ (וֹ) O “his”

In that day doth man look to His Maker, Yea, his eyes to the Holy One of Israel look,

וְעֵינָ֕יו (ו) v “his”

And he looketh not unto the altars. The work of his own hands, And that which his own fingers made He seeth not -- the shrines and the images.

יָדָ֑יו (ו) v “his”אֶצְבְּעֹתָיו֙ (ו֙) v “his”

In that day are the cities of his strength As the forsaken thing of the forest, And the branch that they have left, Because of the sons of Israel, It also hath been a desolation.

מָעֻזּ֗וֹ (וֹ) o “his”