Woeהוֹיto the rebelliousמֹרְאָהand defiled one,וְנִגְאָלָהthe oppressingהַיּוֹנָהcity!הָעִיר
She has notלֹאlistenedשָׁמְעָהto the voice;בְּקוֹלshe has notלֹאacceptedלָקְחָהcorrection;מוּסָרin YHWHבַּיהוָהshe has notלֹאtrusted;בָטָחָהtoאֶלher Elohimאֱלֹהֶיהָshe has notלֹאdrawn near.קָרֵבָה
Her officialsשָׂרֶיהָin her midstבְקִרְבָּהּare roaringשֹׁאֲגִיםlions;אֲרָיוֹתher judges,שֹׁפְטֶיהָwolvesזְאֵבֵיof the eveningעֶרֶבthat do notלֹאleave a boneגָרְמוּfor the morning.לַבֹּקֶר
Her prophetsנְבִיאֶיהָare reckless,פֹּחֲזִיםmenאַנְשֵׁיof treachery;בֹּגְדוֹתher priestsכֹּהֲנֶיהָhave profanedחִלְּלוּwhat is holy,קֹדֶשׁthey have done violenceחָמְסוּto the instruction.תּוֹרָה
YHWHיְהוָהis righteousצַדִּיקin her midst;בְּקִרְבָּהּhe does notלֹאdoיַעֲשֶׂהinjustice;עַוְלָהmorningבַּבֹּקֶרby morningבַּבֹּקֶרhe bringsיִתֵּןhis justiceמִשְׁפָּטוֹto the light;לָאוֹרhe does notלֹאfail;נֶעְדָּרbutוְthe unjustעַוָּלdoes notלֹאknowיוֹדֵעַshame.בֹּשֶׁת
“I have cut offהִכְרַתִּיnations;גוֹיִםtheir cornersפִּנּוֹתָםare desolate;נָשַׁמּוּI have laid wasteהֶחֱרַבְתִּיtheir streets,חוּצוֹתָםwith no oneמִבְּלִיpassing through;עוֹבֵרtheir citiesעָרֵיהֶםare destroyed,נִצְדּוּwithoutמִבְּלִיa man,אִישׁwithoutמֵאֵיןan inhabitant.יוֹשֵׁב
I said,אָמַרְתִּי‘Surelyאַךְyou will fearתִּירְאִיme,אוֹתִיyou will acceptתִּקְחִיcorrection’;מוּסָרand her dwellingוְ מְעוֹנָהּwould notלֹאbe cut off,יִכָּרֵתwith allכֹּלthatאֲשֶׁרI chargedפָּקַדְתִּיher;עָלֶיהָbut surelyאָכֵןthey rose earlyהִשְׁכִּימוּto corruptהִשְׁחִיתוּallכֹּלtheir deeds.עֲלִילוֹתָם
Thereforeלָכֵןwaitחַכּוּfor me,לִיdeclaresנְאֻםYHWH,יְהוָהfor the dayלְיוֹםwhen I rise upקוּמִיfor the plunder;לְעַדforכִּיmy decisionמִשְׁפָּטִיis to gatherלֶאֱסֹףnations,גּוֹיִםto assembleלְקָבְצִיkingdoms,מַמְלָכוֹתto pour outלִשְׁפֹּךְon themעֲלֵיהֶםmy indignation,זַעְמִיallכֹּלthe burningחֲרוֹןof my anger;אַפִּיforכִּיby the fireבְּאֵשׁof my jealousyקִנְאָתִיallכָּלthe earthהָאָרֶץwill be devoured.תֵּאָכֵל
ForכִּיthenאָזI will changeאֶהְפֹּךְthe peoplesאֶל עַמִּיםto a pureבְרוּרָהlanguage,שָׂפָהso that they may callלִקְרֹאall of themכֻלָּםon the nameבְּשֵׁםof YHWH,יְהוָהto serve himלְעָבְדוֹwith oneאֶחָדshoulder.שְׁכֶם
From beyondמֵעֵבֶרthe riversלְנַהֲרֵיof Cushכוּשׁmy suppliants,עֲתָרַיthe daughterבַּתof my dispersed ones,פוּצַיwill bringיוֹבִלוּןmy offering.מִנְחָתִי
On that dayבַּיּוֹם הַהוּאyou will notלֹאbe ashamedתֵבוֹשִׁיof allמִכֹּלyour deedsעֲלִילֹתַיִךְby whichאֲשֶׁרyou transgressedפָּשַׁעַתְּagainst me;בִּיforכִּיthenאָזI will removeאָסִירfrom your midstמִקִּרְבֵּךְthose who exultעַלִּיזֵיin your haughtiness,גַּאֲוָתֵךְand you will notוְלֹאagainתוֹסִפִי עוֹדexalt yourselfלְגָבְהָהon my holyקָדְשִׁיmountain.בְּהַר
And I will leaveוְהִשְׁאַרְתִּיin your midstבְקִרְבֵּךְa peopleעַםafflictedעָנִיand poor,וָדָלand they will take refugeוְחָסוּin the nameבְּשֵׁםof YHWH.יְהוָה
The remnantשְׁאֵרִיתof Israelיִשְׂרָאֵלwill notלֹאdoיַעֲשׂוּinjusticeעַוְלָהnorוְלֹאspeakיְדַבְּרוּlies,כָזָבnorוְלֹאwill there be foundיִמָּצֵאin their mouthבְּפִיהֶםa tongueלְשׁוֹןof deceit;תַּרְמִיתforכִּיtheyהֵמָּהwill grazeיִרְעוּand lie down,וְרָבְצוּand there will be no oneוְאֵיןto make them afraid.”מַחֲרִיד
Shout for joy,רָנִּיdaughterבַּתof Zion;צִיּוֹןshout aloud,הָרִיעוּIsrael;יִשְׂרָאֵלrejoiceשִׂמְחִיand exultוְעָלְזִיwith allבְּכָלyour heart,לֵבdaughterבַּתof Jerusalem.יְרוּשָׁלִָם
YHWHיְהוָהhas taken awayהֵסִירyour judgments,מִשְׁפָּטַיִךְhe has cleared awayפִּנָּהyour enemy;אֹיְבֵךְthe Kingמֶלֶךְof Israel,יִשְׂרָאֵלYHWH,יְהוָהis in your midst;בְּקִרְבֵּךְyou will notלֹאfearתִירְאִיevilרָעanymore.עוֹד
On that dayבַּיּוֹם הַהוּאit will be saidיֵאָמֵרto Jerusalem:לִירוּשָׁלִַם“Do notאַלfear,תִּירָאִיZion;צִיּוֹןdo not letאַלyour handsיָדָיִךְgrow slack.יִרְפּוּ
YHWHיְהוָהyour Elohimאֱלֹהַיִךְis in your midst,בְּקִרְבֵּךthe mighty oneגִּבּוֹרwho saves;יוֹשִׁיעַhe will rejoiceיָשִׂישׂover youעָלַיִךְwith gladness,בְּשִׂמְחָהhe will be silentיַחֲרִישׁin his love,בְּאַהֲבָתוֹhe will exultיָגִילover youעָלַיִךְwith shouts of joy.”בְּרִנָּה
“Those grievingנוּגֵיfar from the appointed feastמִמּוֹעֵדI have gathered;אָסַפְתִּיfrom youמִמֵּךְthey were;הָיוּa burdenמַשְׂאֵתon herעָלֶיהָwas the reproach.חֶרְפָּה
Look, Iהִנְנִיwill dealעֹשֶׂהwithאֶתallכָּלwho afflict youמְעַנַּיִךְat that time;בָּעֵת הַהִיאand I will saveוְהוֹשַׁעְתִּיthe lameהַצֹּלֵעָהand the banishedוְהַנִּדָּחָהI will assemble;אֲקַבֵּץand I will make themוְשַׂמְתִּיםa praiseלִתְהִלָּהand a nameוּלְשֵׁםin allבְּכָלthe landהָאָרֶץof their shame.בָּשְׁתָּם
At that timeבָּעֵת הַהִיאI will bringאָבִיאyou,אֶתְכֶםand at the timeוּבָעֵתI gatherקַבְּצִיyou;אֶתְכֶםforכִּיI will makeאֶתֵּןyouאֶתְכֶםa nameלְשֵׁםand a praiseוְלִתְהִלָּהamong allבְּכֹלthe peoplesעַמֵּיof the earth,הָאָרֶץwhen I turn backבְּשׁוּבִיyour captivityשְׁבוּתֵיכֶםbefore your eyes,”לְעֵינֵיכֶםsaysאָמַרYHWH.יְהוָה