« سَأفتَدِيهِ مِنْ سَيطَرَةِ الهاوِيَةِ، سَأُخَلِّصُهُ مِنَ المَوتِ. أينَ هَلاكُكَ يا مَوتُ؟ أينَ خَرابُكِ يا هاوِيَةُ؟ لَستُ أرَى سَبَباً واحِداً للشَّفَقَةِ عَلَيهِ!
Should I ransom them from the power of Sheol (the place of the dead)? Should I redeem them from death? O death, where are your plagues? O Sheol, where is your destruction? Relenting and compassion are hidden from My eyes.
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