H9025–נוּ–mu

Then filled `with' laughter is our mouth, And our tongue `with' singing, Then do they say among nations, `Jehovah did great things with these.'

פִּינוּ֮ (נוּ֮) Nu “our”וּלְשׁוֹנֵ֪נוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Turn again, O Jehovah, `to' our captivity, As streams in the south.

שְׁבִיתֵ֑נוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Who are standing in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of the house of our God.

אֱלֹהֵֽינוּ׃ (נוּ) nu “our”

For I have known that great `is' Jehovah, Yea, our Lord `is' above all gods.

וַ֝אֲדֹנֵ֗ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Who in our lowliness hath remembered us, For to the age `is' His kindness.

שֶׁ֭בְּשִׁפְלֵנוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

And He delivereth us from our adversaries, For to the age `is' His kindness.

מִצָּרֵ֑ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

On willows in its midst we hung our harps.

כִּנֹּרוֹתֵֽינוּ׃ (נוּ) nu “our”

For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers -- joy: `Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'

וְתוֹלָלֵ֣ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

As one tilling and ripping up in the land, Have our bones been scattered at the command of Saul.

עֲ֝צָמֵ֗ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Because our sons `are' as plants, Becoming great in their youth, Our daughters as hewn stones, Polished -- the likeness of a palace,

בָּנֵ֨ינוּ׀ (נוּ) nu “our”בְּנוֹתֵ֥ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Our garners `are' full, bringing out from kind to kind, Our flocks are bringing forth thousands, Ten thousands in our out-places,

מְזָוֵ֣ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”צֹאונֵ֣נוּ (נוּ) nu “our”בְּחוּצוֹתֵֽינוּ׃ (נוּ) nu “our”

Our oxen are carrying, there is no breach, And there is no outgoing, And there is no crying in our broad places.

אַלּוּפֵ֗ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”בִּרְחֹבֹתֵֽינוּ׃ (נוּ) nu “our”

Praise ye Jah! For `it is' good to praise our God, For pleasant -- comely `is' praise.

אֱלֹהֵ֑ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Great `is' our Lord, and abundant in power, Of His understanding there is no narration.

אֲדוֹנֵ֣ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Answer ye to Jehovah with thanksgiving, Sing ye to our God with a harp.

לֵאלֹהֵ֣ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Every precious substance we find, We fill our houses `with' spoil,

בָתֵּ֣ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

Thy lot thou dost cast among us, One purse is -- to all of us.'

בְּתוֹכֵ֑נוּ (נוּ) nu “us”לְכֻלָּֽנוּ׃ (נוּ) nu “us”

There is a thing of which `one' saith: `See this, it `is' new!' already it hath been in the ages that were before us!

מִלְּפָנֵֽנוּ׃ (נוּ) nu “us”

Lo, thou `art' fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch `is' green,

עַרְשֵׂ֖נוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

The beams of our houses `are' cedars, Our rafters `are' firs, I `am' a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!

בָּתֵּ֙ינוּ֙ (נוּ֙) nu “our”רַהִיטֵ֖נוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

My beloved `is' like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.

כָּתְלֵ֔נוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

The flowers have appeared in the earth, The time of the singing hath come, And the voice of the turtle was heard in our land,

בְּאַרְצֵֽנוּ׃ (נוּ) nu “our”

Seize ye for us foxes, Little foxes -- destroyers of vineyards, Even our sweet-smelling vineyards.

וּכְרָמֵ֖ינוּ (נוּ) nu “our”

The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!

פְּתָחֵ֙ינוּ֙ (נוּ֙) nu “our”

We have a little sister, and breasts she hath not, What do we do for our sister, In the day that it is told of her?

לַאֲחֹתֵ֔נוּ (נוּ) nu “our”