2 Kings 8:4
ସହେି ସମୟରେ ରାଜା ପରମେଶ୍ବରଙ୍କ ଲୋକଙ୍କର ଦାସ ଗି ହଜେୀ ସହିତ କଥାବାର୍ତ୍ତା କରୁଥିଲେ। ସେ ଗି ହଜେୀକୁ କହିଲେ, ମୁଁ ବିନଯ କରୁଛି, ଇଲୀଶାୟ ଯେଉଁ ମହାନ୍ କାର୍ୟ୍ଯମାନ କରିଛନ୍ତି ମାେତେ ଜଣାଅ।
0 A Psalm of David.
1 Lord, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.
2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.
4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.
5 Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.
6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.
7 Our bones are scattered at the grave’s mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
8 But mine eyes are unto thee, O God the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.
| And the king | וְהַמֶּ֗לֶךְ | wĕhammelek | veh-ha-MEH-lek |
| talked | מְדַבֵּר֙ | mĕdabbēr | meh-da-BARE |
| with | אֶל | ʾel | el |
| Gehazi | גֵּ֣חֲזִ֔י | gēḥăzî | ɡAY-huh-ZEE |
| servant the | נַ֥עַר | naʿar | NA-ar |
| of the man | אִישׁ | ʾîš | eesh |
| of God, | הָֽאֱלֹהִ֖ים | hāʾĕlōhîm | ha-ay-loh-HEEM |
| saying, | לֵאמֹ֑ר | lēʾmōr | lay-MORE |
| Tell | סַפְּרָה | sappĕrâ | sa-peh-RA |
| me, I pray thee, | נָּ֣א | nāʾ | na |
| לִ֔י | lî | lee | |
| all | אֵ֥ת | ʾēt | ate |
| things great the | כָּל | kāl | kahl |
| that | הַגְּדֹל֖וֹת | haggĕdōlôt | ha-ɡeh-doh-LOTE |
| Elisha | אֲשֶׁר | ʾăšer | uh-SHER |
| hath done. | עָשָׂ֥ה | ʿāśâ | ah-SA |
| אֱלִישָֽׁע׃ | ʾĕlîšāʿ | ay-lee-SHA |
0 A Psalm of David.
1 Lord, I cry unto thee: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto thee.
2 Let my prayer be set forth before thee as incense; and the lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.
3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth; keep the door of my lips.
4 Incline not my heart to any evil thing, to practise wicked works with men that work iniquity: and let me not eat of their dainties.
5 Let the righteous smite me; it shall be a kindness: and let him reprove me; it shall be an excellent oil, which shall not break my head: for yet my prayer also shall be in their calamities.
6 When their judges are overthrown in stony places, they shall hear my words; for they are sweet.
7 Our bones are scattered at the grave’s mouth, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
8 But mine eyes are unto thee, O God the Lord: in thee is my trust; leave not my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the snares which they have laid for me, and the gins of the workers of iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal escape.