הָפַךְ

You have turned to be cruel to me. With the might of your hand you persecute me.

Therefore he takes knowledge of their works. He overturns them in the night, so that they are destroyed.

It is turned around by his guidance, that they may do whatever he commands them on the surface of the habitable world,

It is changed as clay under the seal, and presented as a garment.

The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.

but turned back, and dealt treacherously like their fathers. They were twisted like a deceitful bow.

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,

For day and night your hand was heavy on me. My strength was sapped in the heat of summer.

Yahweh will sustain him on his sickbed, and restore him from his bed of illness.

He turned the sea into dry land. They went through the river on foot. There, we rejoiced in him.

The children of Ephraim, being armed and carrying bows, turned back in the day of battle.

he turned their rivers into blood, and their streams, so that they could not drink.

He turned their heart to hate his people, to conspire against his servants.

He turned their waters into blood, and killed their fish.

who turned the rock into a pool of water, the flint into a spring of waters.

The wicked are overthrown, and are no more, but the house of the righteous shall stand.

One who has a perverse heart doesn’t find prosperity, and one who has a deceitful tongue falls into trouble.

Its streams will be turned into pitch, its dust into sulfur, And its land will become burning pitch.

Then you shall see and be radiant, and your heart will thrill and be enlarged; because the abundance of the sea will be turned to you. The wealth of the nations will come to you.

But they rebelled and grieved his Holy Spirit. Therefore he turned and became their enemy, and he himself fought against them.

Yet I had planted you a noble vine, a pure and faithful seed. How then have you turned into the degenerate branches of a foreign vine to me?

Can the Ethiopian change his skin, or the leopard his spots? Then may you also do good, who are accustomed to do evil.

Let that man be as the cities which Yahweh overthrew, and didn’t repent. Let him hear a cry in the morning, and shouting at noontime;

You will mention the message from Yahweh no more: for every man’s own word has become his message; for you have perverted the words of the living God, of Yahweh of Armies, our God.

Ask now, and see whether a man travails with child. Why do I see every man with his hands on his waist, as a woman in travail, and all faces are turned pale?

Then the virgin will rejoice in the dance; the young men and the old together; for I will turn their mourning into joy, and will comfort them, and make them rejoice from their sorrow.

“Look, Yahweh; for I am in distress. My heart is troubled. My heart turns over within me, for I have grievously rebelled. Abroad, the sword bereaves. At home, it is like death.

Surely he turns his hand against me again and again all day long.

For the iniquity of the daughter of my people is greater than the sin of Sodom, which was overthrown as in a moment. No hands were laid on her.

Our inheritance has been turned over to strangers, our houses to aliens.

The joy of our heart has ceased. Our dance is turned into mourning.

Behold, I put ropes on you, and you shall not turn yourself from one side to the other, until you have accomplished the days of your siege.

So I was left alone, and saw this great vision. No strength remained in me; for my face grew deathly pale, and I retained no strength.

Behold, one in the likeness of the sons of men touched my lips. Then I opened my mouth, and spoke and said to him who stood before me, “My lord, by reason of the vision my sorrows have overtaken me, and I retain no strength.

Ephraim, he mixes himself among the nations. Ephraim is a pancake not turned over.

“How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I hand you over, Israel? How can I make you like Admah? How can I make you like Zeboiim? My heart is turned within me, my compassion is aroused.

The sun will be turned into darkness, and the moon into blood, before the great and terrible day of Yahweh comes.

“I have overthrown some of you, as when God overthrew Sodom and Gomorrah, and you were like a burning stick plucked out of the fire; yet you haven’t returned to me,” says Yahweh.

You who turn justice to wormwood, and cast down righteousness to the earth:

seek him who made the Pleiades and Orion, and turns the shadow of death into the morning, and makes the day dark with night; who calls for the waters of the sea, and pours them out on the surface of the earth, Yahweh is his name,