And Hannahחַנָּהprayedוַתִּתְפַּלֵּלand said,וַתֹּאמַר“My heartלִבִּיexultsעָלַץin YHWH;בַּיהוָהmy hornקַרְנִיis lifted highרָמָהin YHWH.בַּיהוָהMy mouthפִּיopens wideרָחַבoverעַלmy enemies,אוֹיְבַיforכִּיI rejoiceשָׂמַחְתִּיin your salvation.בִּישׁוּעָתֶךָ
There is noneאֵיןholyקָדוֹשׁlike YHWH,כַּיהוָהforכִּיthere is no oneאֵיןbesides you;בִּלְתֶּךָand there is noוְאֵיןRockצוּרlike our Elohim.כֵּאלֹהֵינוּ
Do notאַלgo onתַּרְבּוּspeakingתְדַבְּרוּso proudly, proudly;גְּבֹהָה גְבֹהָהlet noarroganceעָתָקcome outיֵצֵאof your mouth;מִפִּיכֶםforכִּיan Elאֵלof knowledgeדֵּעוֹתisYHWH,יְהוָהand by himוְלוֹactionsעֲלִלוֹתare weighed.נִתְכְּנוּ
The bowקֶשֶׁתof the mightyגִּבֹּרִיםis broken,חַתִּיםand those who stumbledוְנִכְשָׁלִיםhave girded onאָזְרוּstrength.חָיִל
Those who were fullשְׂבֵעִיםhave hired themselves outנִשְׂכָּרוּfor bread,בַּלֶּחֶםand those who were hungryוּרְעֵבִיםhave ceased to hunger;חָדֵלּוּevenעַדthe barren womanעֲקָרָהhas borneיָלְדָהseven,שִׁבְעָהand she who has manyוְרַבַּתsonsבָּנִיםlanguishes.אֻמְלָלָה
YHWHיְהוָהputs to deathמֵמִיתand makes alive;וּמְחַיֶּהhe brings downמוֹרִידto Sheolשְׁאוֹלand brings up.וַיָּעַל
YHWHיְהוָהmakes poorמוֹרִישׁand makes rich;וּמַעֲשִׁירhe brings low,מַשְׁפִּילand alsoאַףlifts up.מְרוֹמֵם
He raisesמֵקִיםthe poorדָּלfrom the dust;מֵעָפָרfrom the ash heapמֵאַשְׁפֹּתhe liftsיָרִיםthe needy,אֶבְיוֹןto make them sitלְהוֹשִׁיבwithעִםnobles,נְדִיבִיםandוְhe makes them inheritיַנְחִלֵםa throneכִסֵּאof glory.כָבוֹדForכִּיthe pillarsמְצֻקֵיof the earthאֶרֶץareYHWH’s,לַיהוָהand on themעֲלֵיהֶםhe has setוַיָּשֶׁתthe world.תֵּבֵל
The feetרַגְלֵיof his faithful onesחֲסִידָיוhe guards,יִשְׁמֹרbut the wickedוּרְשָׁעִיםare silencedיִדָּמּוּin darkness;בַּחֹשֶׁךְforכִּיnotלֹאby strengthבְכֹחַdoes a manאִישׁprevail.יִגְבַּר
YHWH:יְהוָהthose who contend with himמְרִיבָיוwill be shattered;יֵחַתּוּagainst themעָלָיוhe will thunderיַרְעֵםin the heavens.בַּשָּׁמַיִםYHWHיְהוָהwill judgeיָדִיןthe endsאַפְסֵיof the earth;אָרֶץhe will giveוְיִתֶּןstrengthעֹזto his kingלְמַלְכּוֹand lift highוְיָרֵםthe hornקֶרֶןof his anointed.”מְשִׁיחוֹ
Then Elkanahאֶלְקָנָהwentוַיֵּלֶךְto Ramah,הָרָמָתָהtoעַלhis house.בֵּיתוֹAnd the boyוְהַנַּעַרwas ministeringהָיָה מְשָׁרֵתto YHWHאֶת יְהוָהbeforeאֶת פְּנֵיEliעֵלִיthe priest.הַכֹּהֵן
Now the sonsוּבְנֵיof Eliעֵלִיwere wickedבְלִיָּעַלmen;בְּנֵיthey did notלֹאknowיָדְעוּYHWH.אֶת יְהוָה
And the customוּמִשְׁפַּטof the priestsהַכֹּהֲנִיםwithאֶתthe peopleהָעָםwas this:whenever any manכָּל אִישׁsacrificedזֹבֵחַa sacrifice,זֶבַחthe priest’sהַכֹּהֵןyoung manנַעַרwould comeוּבָאwhileכְּthe meatהַבָּשָׂרwas boiling,בַשֵּׁלwith a forkוְהַמַּזְלֵגof threeשְׁלֹשׁprongsהַשִּׁנַּיִםin his hand,בְּיָדוֹ
and he would thrust itוְהִכָּהinto the panבַכִּיּוֹרorאוֹthe kettleבַדּוּדorאוֹthe cauldronבַקַּלַּחַתorאוֹthe pot;בַפָּרוּרallכֹּלthatאֲשֶׁרthe forkהַמַּזְלֵגbrought upיַעֲלֶהthe priestהַכֹּהֵןtookיִקַּחwith it.בּוֹSoכָּכָהthey didיַעֲשׂוּto allלְכָלIsraelיִשְׂרָאֵלwho cameהַבָּאִיםthereשָׁםto Shiloh.בְּשִׁלֹה
Evenגַּםbeforeבְּטֶרֶםthey offered upיַקְטִרוּןthe fatאֶת הַחֵלֶבin smoke,יַקְטִרוּthe priest’sהַכֹּהֵןyoung manנַעַרwould comeוּבָאand sayוְאָמַרto the manלָאִישׁwho was sacrificing,הַזֹּבֵחַ“Giveתְּנָהmeatבָשָׂרto roastלִצְלוֹתfor the priest;לַכֹּהֵןhe will notוְלֹאtakeיִקַּחboiledמְבֻשָּׁלmeatבָּשָׂרfrom you,מִמְּךָbutכִּי אִםraw.”חָי
And the manהָאִישׁwould sayוַיֹּאמֶרto him,אֵלָיו“Let them surely offer upקַטֵּר יַקְטִירוּןthe fatהַחֵלֶבin smokeקַטֵּרfirst,כַּיּוֹםthentakeוְקַחfor yourselfלְךָwhateverכַּאֲשֶׁרyour soulנַפְשֶׁךָdesires”;תְּאַוֶּהand he would say,וְאָמַר“No,לֹאbutכִּיnowעַתָּהyou will give it;תִתֵּןand ifוְאִםnot,לֹאI will take itלָקַחְתִּיby force.”בְחָזְקָה
And the sinחַטַּאתof the young menהַנְּעָרִיםwasוַתְּהִיveryמְאֹדgreatגְּדוֹלָהbeforeאֶת פְּנֵיYHWH,יְהוָהforכִּיthe menהָאֲנָשִׁיםspurnedנִאֲצוּthe offeringאֵת מִנְחַתof YHWH.יְהוָה
But Samuelוּשְׁמוּאֵלwas ministeringמְשָׁרֵתbeforeאֶת פְּנֵיYHWH,יְהוָהa boyנַעַרgirdedחָגוּרwith a linenבָּדephod.אֵפוֹד
And his motherאִמּוֹwould makeתַּעֲשֶׂהfor himלּוֹa littleקָטֹןrobeוּמְעִילand bring it upוְהַעַלְתָהto himלוֹyear by yearמִיָּמִים יָמִימָהwhen she came upבַּעֲלוֹתָהּwithאֶתher husbandאִישָׁהּto sacrificeלִזְבֹּחַthe yearlyהַיָּמִיםsacrifice.אֶת זֶבַח
And Eliוּ עֵלִיwould blessבֵרַךְElkanahאֶת אֶלְקָנָהand his wifeוְאֶת אִשְׁתּוֹand say,וְאָמַר“May YHWHיְהוָהgiveיָשֵׂםyouלְךָoffspringזֶרַעfromמִןthisהַזֹּאתwomanהָאִשָּׁהin place ofתַּחַתthe petitionהַשְּׁאֵלָהthatאֲשֶׁרwas askedשָׁאַלfor YHWH.”לַיהוָהThen they would goוְהָלְכוּto his home.לִמְקֹמוֹ
Indeed, YHWHכִּי יְהוָהattended toפָקַדHannah,אֶת חַנָּהand she conceivedוַתַּהַרand gave birthוַתֵּלֶדto threeשְׁלֹשָׁהsonsבָנִיםand twoוּשְׁתֵּיdaughters.בָנוֹתAnd the boyהַנַּעַרSamuelשְׁמוּאֵלgrew upוַיִּגְדַּלwithעִםYHWH.יְהוָה
Now Eliוְעֵלִיwas veryמְאֹדold,זָקֵןand he heardוְשָׁמַעallאֵת כָּלthatאֲשֶׁרhis sonsבָּנָיוwere doingיַעֲשׂוּןto allלְכָלIsrael,יִשְׂרָאֵלand thatוְאֵת אֲשֶׁרthey were lyingיִשְׁכְּבוּןwithאֶתthe womenהַנָּשִׁיםwho servedהַצֹּבְאוֹתat the entranceפֶּתַחof the tentאֹהֶלof meeting.מוֹעֵד
And he saidוַיֹּאמֶרto them,לָהֶם“Whyלָמָּהdo you doתַעֲשׂוּןthingsכַּדְּבָרִיםlike these?הָאֵלֶּהForאֲשֶׁרIאָנֹכִיhearשֹׁמֵעַof your evilרָעִיםdeedsאֶת דִּבְרֵיכֶםfromמֵאֵתallכָּלtheseאֵלֶּהpeople.הָעָם
No,אַלmy sons;בָּנָיforכִּיthe reportהַשְּׁמֻעָהthatאֲשֶׁרIאָנֹכִיhearשֹׁמֵעַthe peopleעַםof YHWHיְהוָהspreadingמַעֲבִרִיםisnotלוֹאgood.טוֹבָה
Ifאִםa manאִישׁsinsיֶחֱטָאagainst a man,לְאִישׁElohimאֱלֹהִיםwill arbitrate for him;וּפִלְלוֹbut ifוְאִםa manאִישׁsinsיֶחֱטָאagainst YHWH,לַיהוָהwhoמִיwill prayיִתְפַּלֶּלfor him?”לוֹBut they did notוְלֹאlistenיִשְׁמְעוּto the voiceלְקוֹלof their father,אֲבִיהֶםforכִּיYHWHיְהוָהwantedחָפֵץto put them to death.לַהֲמִיתָם
And the boyוְהַנַּעַרSamuelשְׁמוּאֵלwent onהֹלֵךְgrowingוְגָדֵלand being goodוָטוֹבbothגַּםwithעִםYHWHיְהוָהandוְגַםwithעִםmen.אֲנָשִׁים
A manאִישׁof ElohimאֱלֹהִיםcameוַיָּבֹאtoאֶלEliעֵלִיand saidוַיֹּאמֶרto him,אֵלָיו“ThusכֹּהsaysאָמַרYHWH:יְהוָהDid I notהֲclearly reveal myselfנִגְלֹה נִגְלֵיתִיtoאֶלthe houseבֵּיתof your fatherאָבִיךָwhen they wereבִּהְיוֹתָםin Egypt,בְּמִצְרַיִםin the houseלְבֵיתof Pharaoh?פַּרְעֹה
And I choseוּבָחֹרhimאֹתוֹout of allמִכָּלthe tribesשִׁבְטֵיof Israelיִשְׂרָאֵלto be my priest,לִי לְכֹהֵןto go upלַעֲלוֹתtoעַלmy altar,מִזְבְּחִיto offer upלְהַקְטִירincenseקְטֹרֶתin smoke,לְto wearלָשֵׂאתan ephodאֵפוֹדbefore me;לְפָנָיand I gaveוָאֶתְּנָהto the houseלְבֵיתof your fatherאָבִיךָallאֶת כָּלthe fire offeringsאִשֵּׁיof the sonsבְּנֵיof Israel.יִשְׂרָאֵל
Whyלָמָּהdo you kickתִבְעֲטוּat my sacrificeבְּזִבְחִיand at my offeringוּבְמִנְחָתִיthatאֲשֶׁרI commandedצִוִּיתִיfor the dwelling place,מָעוֹןand honorוַתְּכַבֵּדyour sonsאֶת בָּנֶיךָmore than me,מִמֶּנִּיfattening yourselvesלְהַבְרִיאֲכֶםwith the first partמֵרֵאשִׁיתof everyכָּלofferingמִנְחַתof Israelיִשְׂרָאֵלmy people?לְעַמִּי
ThereforeלָכֵןdeclaresנְאֻםYHWH,יְהוָהthe Elohimאֱלֹהֵיof Israel:יִשְׂרָאֵלI did indeed sayאָמוֹר אָמַרְתִּיthat your houseבֵּיתְךָand the houseוּבֵיתof your fatherאָבִיךָwould walkיִתְהַלְּכוּbefore meלְפָנַיforever;עַד עוֹלָםbut nowוְעַתָּהdeclaresנְאֻםYHWH:יְהוָהFar be itחָלִילָהfrom me!לִּיForכִּיthose who honor meמְכַבְּדַיI will honor,אֲכַבֵּדand those who despise meוּבֹזַיwill be lightly esteemed.יֵקָלּוּ
Look,הִנֵּהdaysיָמִיםare comingבָּאִיםwhen I will cut offוְגָדַעְתִּיyour armאֶת זְרֹעֲךָand the armוְאֶת זְרֹעַof the houseבֵּיתof your father,אָבִיךָso that there will be noמִהְיוֹתold manזָקֵןin your house.בְּבֵיתֶךָ
And you will look onוְהִבַּטְתָּthe distressצַרof the dwelling placeמָעוֹןin allבְּכֹלthe good that he doesאֲשֶׁר יֵיטִיבto Israel;אֶת יִשְׂרָאֵלand there will notוְלֹאbeיִהְיֶהan old manזָקֵןin your houseבְּבֵיתְךָallכָּלthe days.הַיָּמִים
And the manוְאִישׁof yoursלְךָwhom I do notלֹאcut offאַכְרִיתfromמֵעִםmy altarמִזְבְּחִיwill be thereto consumeלְכַלּוֹתyour eyesאֶת עֵינֶיךָand to grieveוְלַאֲדִיבyour soul;אֶת נַפְשֶׁךָand allוְכָלthe increaseמַרְבִּיתof your houseבֵּיתְךָwill dieיָמוּתוּas men.אֲנָשִׁים
And thisוְזֶהwill bethe signהָאוֹתfor you,לְּךָwhatאֲשֶׁרwill comeיָבֹאuponאֶלyour twoשְׁנֵיsons,בָנֶיךָonאֶלHophniחָפְנִיand Phinehas:וּפִינְחָסin oneבְּ אֶחָדdayיוֹםboth of themשְׁנֵיהֶםwill die.יָמוּתוּ
And I will raise upוַהֲקִימֹתִיfor myselfלִיa faithfulנֶאֱמָןpriest;כֹּהֵןhe will actיַעֲשֶׂהaccording to whatכַּאֲשֶׁרis in my heartבִּלְבָבִיand in my soul;וּבְנַפְשִׁיand I will buildוּבָנִיתִיhimלוֹa sureנֶאֱמָןhouse,בַּיִתand he will walkוְהִתְהַלֵּךְbeforeלִפְנֵיmy anointedמְשִׁיחִיallכָּלthe days.הַיָּמִים
And it will beוְהָיָהthat everyoneכָּלwho is leftהַנּוֹתָרin your houseבְּבֵיתְךָwill comeיָבוֹאto bow downלְהִשְׁתַּחֲוֺתto himלוֹfor a pieceלַאֲגוֹרַתof silverכֶּסֶףand a round loafוְכִכַּרof bread,לָחֶםand will say,וְאָמַר‘Pleaseנָאattach meסְפָחֵנִיtoאֶלoneאַחַתof the priestly officesהַכְּהֻנּוֹתso that I may eatלֶאֱכֹלa morselפַּתof bread.’”לָחֶם