And he saidוַיֹּאמֶרto me,אֵלָי“Sonבֶּןof man,אָדָםstandעֲמֹדon your feet,עַל רַגְלֶיךָand I will speakוַאֲדַבֵּרwith you.”אֹתָךְ
And a spiritוַ רוּחַenteredתָּבֹאinto meבִיasכַּאֲשֶׁרhe spokeדִּבֶּרto me,אֵלַיand it set meוַתַּעֲמִדֵנִיon my feet,עַל רַגְלָיand I heardוָאֶשְׁמַעthe one speakingמִדַּבֵּרto me.אֵלָי
And he saidוַיֹּאמֶרto me,אֵלַי“Sonבֶּןof man,אָדָםIאֲנִיam sendingשׁוֹלֵחַyouאוֹתְךָto the sonsאֶל בְּנֵיof Israel,יִשְׂרָאֵלto rebelliousהַמּוֹרְדִיםnationsאֶל גּוֹיִםwhoאֲשֶׁרhave rebelledמָרְדוּagainst me;בִיtheyהֵמָּהand their fathersוַאֲבוֹתָםhave transgressedפָּשְׁעוּagainst meבִיto this very day.עַד עֶצֶם הַיּוֹם הַזֶּה
And the sonsוְהַבָּנִיםare hardקְשֵׁיof faceפָנִיםand obstinateוְחִזְקֵיof heart:לֵבto themאֲלֵיהֶםIאֲנִיam sendingשׁוֹלֵחַyou,אוֹתְךָand you will sayוְאָמַרְתָּto them,אֲלֵיהֶם‘ThusכֹּהsaysאָמַרAdonaiאֲדֹנָיYHWH.’יְהֹוִה
And they,וְהֵמָּהwhetherאִםthey listenיִשְׁמְעוּorוְאִםstop listeningיֶחְדָּלוּ—forכִּיthey areהֵמָּהa rebelliousמְרִיhouse—בֵּיתwill knowוְיָדְעוּthatכִּיa prophetנָבִיאhas beenהָיָהamong them.בְתוֹכָם
And you,וְאַתָּהsonבֶןof man,אָדָםdo notאַלbe afraidתִּירָאof them,מֵהֶםand of their wordsוּמִדִּבְרֵיהֶםdo notאַלbe afraid,תִּירָאthoughכִּיthistlesסָרָבִיםand thornsוְסַלּוֹנִיםare with youאוֹתָךְand youאַתָּהsitיוֹשֵׁבamongוְאֶלscorpions;עַקְרַבִּיםof their wordsמִדִּבְרֵיהֶםdo notאַלbe afraid,תִּירָאand at their facesוּמִפְּנֵיהֶםdo notאַלbe dismayed,תֵּחָתforכִּיthey areהֵמָּהa rebelliousמְרִיhouse.בֵּית
And you will speakוְדִבַּרְתָּmy wordsדְּבָרַיto them,אֲלֵיהֶםwhetherאִםthey listenיִשְׁמְעוּorוְאִםstop listening,יֶחְדָּלוּforכִּיthey areהֵמָּהrebellion.מְרִי
And you,וְאַתָּהsonבֶןof man,אָדָםlisten toשְׁמַעwhatאֲשֶׁרIאֲנִיam speakingמְדַבֵּרto you:אֵלֶיךָdo notאַלbeתְּהִיrebelliousמֶרִיlike the rebelliousכְּ הַמֶּרִיhouse;בֵיתopenפְּצֵהyour mouthפִיךָand eatוֶאֱכֹלwhatאֲשֶׁרIאֲנִיam givingנֹתֵןyou.”אֵלֶיךָ
And I looked,וָאֶרְאֶהand look,וְהִנֵּהa handיָדstretched outשְׁלוּחָהto me,אֵלָיand look,וְהִנֵּהin itבוֹwas a scrollמְגִלַּתof a book.סֵפֶר
And he spread it outוַיִּפְרֹשׂ אוֹתָהּbefore me,לְפָנַיand itוְהִיאwas writtenכְתוּבָהon the frontפָּנִיםand on the back,וְאָחוֹרand writtenוְכָתוּבon itאֵלֶיהָwere laments,קִנִיםmoaning,וָהֶגֶהand woe.וָהִי