Isaiah 19:9
And ashamed have been makers of fine flax, And weavers of net-works.
And ashamed have been makers of fine flax, And weavers of net-works.
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6And they have turned away the flowings, Weak and dried up have been brooks of the bulwark, Reed and flag have withered.
7Exposed things by the brook, by the edge of the brook, And every sown thing of the brook, hath withered, It hath been driven away, and is not.
8And lamented have the fishers, And mourned have all casting angle into a brook, And those spreading nets on the face of the waters have languished.
10And its foundations have been smitten, All making wages `are' afflicted in soul.
15Each of them with a hook he hath brought up, He doth catch it in his net, and gathereth it in his drag, Therefore he doth joy and rejoice.
16Therefore he doth sacrifice to his net, And doth make perfume to his drag, For by them `is' his portion fertile, and his food fat.
17Doth he therefore empty his net, And continually to slay nations spare not?
3and they expand the plates of gold, and have cut off wires to work in the midst of the blue, and in the midst of the purple, and in the midst of the scarlet, and in the midst of the linen -- work of a designer;
16They have been ashamed, And they have even blushed -- all of them, Together gone in confusion have those carving images.
11Lo, all his companions are ashamed, As to artizans -- they `are' of men, All of them gather together, they stand up, They fear, they are ashamed together.
9Spread-out silver from Tarshish is brought, And gold from Uphaz, Work of an artizan, and of the hands of a refiner, Blue and purple `is' their clothing, Work of the skilful -- all of them.
3Therefore mourn doth the land, And weak is every dweller in it, With the beast of the field, And with the fowl of the heavens, And the fishes of the sea -- they are removed.
7And it hath come to pass, Each of thy beholders fleeth from thee, And hath said: `Spoiled is Nineveh, Who doth bemoan for her?' Whence do I seek comforters for thee?
6Their webs become not a garment, Nor do they cover themselves with their works, Their works `are' works of iniquity, And a deed of violence `is' in their hands.
15Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.
29For `men' are ashamed because of the oaks That ye have desired, And ye are confounded because of the gardens That ye have chosen.
3Thus said the Lord Jehovah: And -- I have spread out for thee My net, With an assembly of many peoples, And they have brought thee up in My net.
35He hath filled them with wisdom of heart to do every work, of engraver, and designer, and embroiderer (in blue, and in purple, in scarlet, and in linen), and weaver, who do any work, and of designers of designs.
17Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird.
7Of fine linen with embroidery from Egypt hath been thy sail, To be to thee for an ensign, Of blue and purple from isles of Elishah hath been thy covering.
29And come down from their ships have all handling an oar, Mariners, all the pilots of the sea, on the land they stand,
30And have sounded for thee with their voice, And cry bitterly, and cause dust to go up on their heads, In ashes they do roll themselves.
6and have made the ephod of gold, blue, and purple, and scarlet, and twined linen, work of a designer;
10And it hath come to pass, fishers do stand by it, from En-Gedi even unto En-Eglaim; a spreading place of nets they are; according to their own kind is their fish, as the fish of the great sea, very many.
25And every wise-hearted woman hath spun with her hands, and they bring in yarn, the blue, and the purple, the scarlet, and the linen;
17All the hands are feeble, and all knees go -- waters.
18And they have girded on sackcloth, And covered them hath trembling, And unto all faces `is' shame, And on all their heads -- baldness.
18And they hasten, and lift up for us a wailing. And run down our eyes do tears, And from our eyelids do waters flow.
19For -- a voice of wailing is heard from Zion: How have we been spoiled! We have been greatly ashamed, Because we have forsaken the land, Because they have cast down our tabernacles.
18Wo `to' those drawing out iniquity with cords of vanity, And as `with' thick ropes of the cart -- sin.
9Then He declareth to them their work, And their transgressions, Because they have become mighty,
48or in the warp, or in the woof, of linen or of wool, or in a skin, or in any work of skin,
11Be ashamed, ye husbandmen, Howl, vine-dressers, for wheat and for barley, For perished hath the harvest of the field.
15Wo `to' those going deep from Jehovah to hide counsel, And whose works have been in darkness. And they say, `Who is seeing us? And who is knowing us?'
19The graven image poured out hath a artizan, And a refiner with gold spreadeth it over, And chains of silver he is refining.
6Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,
2Floor and wine-press do not delight them, And new wine doth fail in her,
15So have they been to thee with whom thou hast laboured, Thy merchants from thy youth, Each to his passage they have wandered, Thy saviour is not!
16And come down from off their thrones have all princes of the sea, And they have turned aside their robes, And their embroidered garments strip off, Trembling they put on, on the earth they sit, And they have trembled every moment, And they have been astonished at thee,
23Left have been thy ropes, They strengthen not rightly their mast, They have not spread out a sail, Then apportioned hath been a prey of much spoil, The lame have taken spoil.
35All inhabitants of the isles have been astonished at thee, And their kings have been sore afraid, They have been troubled in countenance.
11Lo, all those displeased with thee, They are ashamed and blush, They are as nothing, yea, perish Do the men who strive with thee.
16all the hangings of the court round about `are' of twined linen,
6And having done this, they enclosed a great multitude of fishes, and their net was breaking,
10Naked, they have gone without clothing, And hungry -- have taken away a sheaf.
19Distressed her hath wind with its wings, And they are ashamed of their sacrifices!
17so that they lack bread and water, and have been astonished one with another, and been consumed in their iniquity.
24They `are' thy merchants for perfect things, For wrappings of blue, and embroidery, And for treasuries of rich apparel, With cords bound and girded, for thy merchandise,
7That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.
12When they go I spread over them My net, As the fowl of the heavens I bring them down, I chastise them as their company hath heard.