Isaiah 1:5
నిత్యము తిరుగుబాటు చేయుచు మీరేల ఇంకను కొట్టబడుదురు? ప్రతివాడు నడినెత్తిని వ్యాధి గలిగి యున్నాడు ప్రతివాని గుండె బలహీనమయ్యెను.
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.
| Why | עַ֣ל | ʿal | al |
| מֶ֥ה | me | meh | |
| should ye be stricken | תֻכּ֛וּ | tukkû | TOO-koo |
| more? any | ע֖וֹד | ʿôd | ode |
| ye will revolt | תּוֹסִ֣יפוּ | tôsîpû | toh-SEE-foo |
| more: and more | סָרָ֑ה | sārâ | sa-RA |
| the whole | כָּל | kāl | kahl |
| head | רֹ֣אשׁ | rōš | rohsh |
| sick, is | לָחֳלִ֔י | lāḥŏlî | la-hoh-LEE |
| and the whole | וְכָל | wĕkāl | veh-HAHL |
| heart | לֵבָ֖ב | lēbāb | lay-VAHV |
| faint. | דַּוָּֽי׃ | dawwāy | da-WAI |
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.