Isaiah 1:4
పాపిష్ఠి జనమా, దోషభరితమైన ప్రజలారా, దుష్టసంతానమా, చెరుపుచేయు పిల్లలారా, మీకుశ్రమ. వారు యెహోవాను విసర్జించి యున్నారు ఇశ్రాయేలుయొక్క పరిశుద్ధదేవుని దూషింతురు ఆయనను విడిచి తొలగిపోయి యున్నారు.
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.
| Ah | ה֣וֹי׀ | hôy | hoy |
| sinful | גּ֣וֹי | gôy | ɡoy |
| nation, | חֹטֵ֗א | ḥōṭēʾ | hoh-TAY |
| a people | עַ֚ם | ʿam | am |
| laden | כֶּ֣בֶד | kebed | KEH-ved |
| with iniquity, | עָוֹ֔ן | ʿāwōn | ah-ONE |
| seed a | זֶ֣רַע | zeraʿ | ZEH-ra |
| of evildoers, | מְרֵעִ֔ים | mĕrēʿîm | meh-ray-EEM |
| children | בָּנִ֖ים | bānîm | ba-NEEM |
| corrupters: are that | מַשְׁחִיתִ֑ים | mašḥîtîm | mahsh-hee-TEEM |
| they have forsaken | עָזְב֣וּ | ʿozbû | oze-VOO |
| אֶת | ʾet | et | |
| the Lord, | יְהוָ֗ה | yĕhwâ | yeh-VA |
| they have provoked | נִֽאֲצ֛וּ | niʾăṣû | nee-uh-TSOO |
| אֶת | ʾet | et | |
| the Holy One | קְד֥וֹשׁ | qĕdôš | keh-DOHSH |
| Israel of | יִשְׂרָאֵ֖ל | yiśrāʾēl | yees-ra-ALE |
| unto anger, they are gone away | נָזֹ֥רוּ | nāzōrû | na-ZOH-roo |
| backward. | אָחֽוֹר׃ | ʾāḥôr | ah-HORE |
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.