T hough 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.
مَعَ أنَّ أفْرايِمَ أكثَرُ مِنْ إخْوَتِهِ إثماراً، إلّا أنَّ رِيحَ اللهِ الشَّرقِيَّةَ سَتَأتِي عَلَيهِ مِنَ البِرِّيَّةِ. سَتَنْشَفُ بِئرُهُ، وَسَيَجِفُّ نَبعُهُ. وَسَتَسلِبُ الرِّيحُ كُلَّ ثَمِينٍ عِندَهُ.
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