Hosea 13:14
From the hand of Sheol I do ransom them, From death I redeem them, Where `is' thy plague, O death? Where thy destruction, O Sheol? Repentance is hid from Mine eyes.
From the hand of Sheol I do ransom them, From death I redeem them, Where `is' thy plague, O death? Where thy destruction, O Sheol? Repentance is hid from Mine eyes.
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14As sheep for Sheol they have set themselves, Death doth afflict them, And the upright rule over them in the morning, And their form `is' for consumption. Sheol `is' a dwelling for him.
15Only, God doth ransom my soul from the hand of Sheol, For He doth receive me. Selah.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
14If a man dieth -- doth he revive? All days of my warfare I wait, till my change come.
2If they dig through into sheol, From thence doth My hand take them, And if they go up the heavens, From thence I cause them to come down.
13Pangs of a travailing woman come to him, He `is' a son not wise, For he remaineth not the time for the breaking forth of sons.
9Sheol beneath hath been troubled at thee, To meet thy coming in, It is waking up for thee Rephaim, All chiefs ones of earth, It hath raised up from their thrones All kings of nations.
6The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
18And disannulled hath been your covenant with death, And your provision with Sheol doth not stand, An overflowing scourge, when it passeth over, Then ye have been to it for a treading-place.
13Favour me, O Jehovah, See mine affliction by those hating me, Thou who liftest me up from the gates of death,
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
24Then He doth favour him and saith, `Ransom him from going down to the pit, I have found an atonement.'
3Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down `to' the pit.
13Wo to them, for they wandered from Me, Destruction to them, for they transgressed against Me, And I -- I ransom them, and they have spoken lies against Me,
28He hath ransomed my soul From going over into the pit, And my life on the light looketh.'
13If I wait -- Sheol `is' my house, In darkness I have spread out my couch.
19Drought -- also heat -- consume snow-waters, Sheol `those who' have sinned.
14Dead -- they live not, Rephaim, they rise not, Therefore Thou hast inspected and dost destroy them, Yea, thou destroyest all their memory.
19`Thy dead live -- My dead body they rise. Awake and sing, ye dwellers in the dust, For the dew of herbs `is' thy dew, And the land of Rephaim thou causest to fall.
11Is Thy kindness recounted in the grave? Thy faithfulness in destruction?
12Therefore, prophesy, and thou hast said unto them, thus said the Lord Jehovah: Lo, I am opening your graves, And have brought you up out of your graves, O My people, And brought you in unto the land of Israel.
13And ye have known that I `am' Jehovah, In My opening your graves, And in My bringing you up out of your graves, O My people.
15Though he among brethren produceth fruit, Come in doth an east wind, a wind of Jehovah, From a wilderness it is coming up, And it drieth up his fountain, And become dry doth his spring, It -- it spoileth a treasure -- every desirable vessel.
55where, O Death, thy sting? where, O Hades, thy victory?'
13Thy strength and thy treasures For a prey I do give -- not for price, Even for all thy sins, and in all thy borders.
19And -- thou hast been cast out of thy grave, As an abominable branch, raiment of the slain, Thrust through ones of the sword, Going down unto the sons of the pit, As a carcase trodden down.
20Thou art not united with them in burial, For thy land thou hast destroyed, Thy people thou hast slain, Not named to the age is the seed of evil doers.
10`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
5Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.
8And precious `is' the redemption of their soul, And it hath ceased -- to the age.
21And I have delivered thee from the hand of evil doers, And I have ransomed thee From the hand of the terrible!
30To bring back his soul from the pit, To be enlightened with the light of the living.
24Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
20In famine He hath redeemed thee from death, And in battle from the hands of the sword.
11Sheol and destruction `are' before Jehovah, Surely also the hearts of the sons of men.
18For Sheol doth not confess Thee, Death doth not praise Thee, Those going down to the pit hope not for Thy truth.
5For there is not in death Thy memorial, In Sheol, who doth give thanks to Thee?
15Because ye have said: `We have made a covenant with death, And with Sheol we have made a provision, An overflowing scourge, when it passeth over, Doth not meet us, Though we have made a lie our refuge, And in falsehood have been hidden.'
8He hath swallowed up death in victory, And wiped hath the Lord Jehovah, The tear from off all faces, And the reproach of His people He turneth aside from off all the earth, For Jehovah hath spoken.
18Jah hath sorely chastened me, And to death hath not given me up.
9`What gain `is' in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?
19To deliver from death their soul, And to keep them alive in famine.
14Hastened hath a wanderer to be loosed, And he doth not die at the pit, And his bread is not lacking.
16`To' the parts of Sheol ye go down, If together on the dust we may rest.
14Bound hath been the yoke of my transgressions by His hand, They are wrapped together, They have gone up on my neck, He hath caused my power to stumble, The Lord hath given me into hands, I am not able to rise.
48Who `is' the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.
22And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
14From fraud and from violence he redeemeth their soul, And precious is their blood in his eyes.
10For Thou dost not leave my soul to Sheol, Nor givest thy saintly one to see corruption.