vaayuH somasya rakSitaa samaanaam maasa aakRtiH

Sing forth the honour of his name: make his praise glorious.

Our necks are under persecution: we labour, and have no rest.

tam ic cyautnair aaryanti taM kRtebhish carSaNayaH

aa no yaataM divas pary aantarikSaad adhapriyaa

indra shuddho hi no rayiM shuddho ratnaani daashuSe

aa tvaa yachantu harito na suuryam ahaa vishveva suuryam

matsvaa sushipra mandibhi stomebhir vishvacarSaNe

asmaakaM shipriNiinaaM somapaaH somapaavnaam

At the end of every seven years thou shalt make a release.

My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.

O ye Corinthians, our mouth is open unto you, our heart is enlarged.

aa te agna Rcaa havir hRdaa taSTam bharaamasi

taan rohidashva girvaNas trayastriMshatam aa vaha

pibatam madhvo andhasaH puurvapeyaM hi vaaM hitam

sa hi Smaa vishvacarSaNir abhimaati saho dadhe

arvaacii subhage bhava siite vandaamahe tvaa

tvaM vishvasya medhira divash ca gmash ca raajasi

Have ye suffered so many things in vain? if it be yet in vain.

Distributing to the necessity of saints; given to hospitality.

And the Spirit of God came upon Azariah the son of Oded:

לֹא־ יָבֹ֥א מַמְזֵ֖ר בִּקְהַ֣ל יְהוָ֑ה גַּ֚ם דּ֣וֹר עֲשִׂירִ֔י לֹא־ יָ֥בֹא ל֖וֹ בִּקְהַ֥ל יְהוָֽה׃

רֹ֤עוּ עַמִּים֙ וָחֹ֔תּוּ וְהַֽאֲזִ֔ינוּ כֹּ֖ל מֶרְחַקֵּי־ אָ֑רֶץ הִתְאַזְּר֣וּ וָחֹ֔תּוּ הִֽתְאַזְּר֖וּ וָחֹֽתּוּ׃

مِنَ الَّذِينَ فَرَّقُوا دِينَهُمْ وَكَانُوا شِيَعًا كُلُّ حِزْبٍ بِمَا لَدَيْهِمْ فَرِحُونَ