megalaa/coptic-corpora huggingface dataset:
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_5
Coptic: ⲟⲩ ⲟⲩ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲟⲩⲥⲟⲛ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲙⲡⲧⲟⲛⲧⲛ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲟⲛ ⲧⲉⲧⲛⲉⲥⲱⲥ ϩⲛⲛⲉϩⲓⲟⲙⲉ ⲟⲩ ⲁϣ ⲙⲙⲓⲛⲉ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲟⲩⲥⲟⲛ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲙⲡⲧⲟⲛⲧⲛ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲟⲛ ϫⲉⲁⲧⲁⲣⲕⲟⲛ ϩⲓⲛⲁⲓ
English: What is thy kinsman more than another kinsman, O thou beautiful among women? what is thy kinsman more than another kinsman, that thou hast so charged us?
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_5
Coptic: ⲡⲉⲥⲙⲟⲧ ⲙⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲁⲓ ⲉϥⲟⲩⲟⲃϣ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϥⲧⲣⲉϣⲣⲱϣ ⲉϥⲣⲁϩⲉ ⲧⲏⲣϥ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉⲧⲉⲟⲩⲧⲃⲁ
English: My kinsman is white and ruddy, chosen out from myriads.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_5
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲉϥⲁⲡⲉ ⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲛⲟⲩⲃ ⲛⲕⲉⲫⲁⲥ ⲛⲉϥϥⲱ ⲉⲧⲱⲗⲙ ⲥⲉⲥⲏⲕ ⲉⲩⲕⲏⲙ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲁⲃⲟⲟⲕⲉ
English: His head is as very fine gold, his locks are flowing, black as a raven.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_5
Coptic: ⲛⲉϥⲃⲁⲗ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲓⲛⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛϭⲣⲟⲟⲙⲡⲉ ⲉⲩϩⲓϫⲛ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲩⲃⲟⲟⲣⲉ ⲉⲁⲩϫⲟⲕⲙⲟⲩ ϩⲙⲡⲉⲣⲱⲧⲉ ⲉⲩϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ϩⲓϫⲛϩⲉⲛⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲩⲃⲟⲟⲣⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ
English: His eyes are as doves, by the pools of waters, washed with milk, sitting by the pools.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_5
Coptic: ⲛⲉϥⲟⲩⲟϭⲉ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲫⲓⲁⲗⲏ ⲛϩⲏⲛⲉ ⲉⲩϣⲉϣⲥϯⲁⲛ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲉϥⲥⲡⲟⲧⲟⲩ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲕⲣⲓⲛⲟⲛ ⲉⲩϣⲟⲩⲉ ϣⲁⲗ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉϥⲥⲟⲧⲡ
English: His cheeks are as bowls of spices pouring forth perfumes: his lips are lilies, dropping choice myrrh.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_5
Coptic: ϩⲏⲧϥ ⲉϥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲡⲩⲝⲓⲟⲛ ⲛⲉⲗⲉⲫⲁⲛⲧⲓⲛⲟⲛ ⲉϥϩⲓϫⲛ ⲟⲩⲱⲛⲉ ⲛⲥⲁⲡⲡⲓⲣⲟⲛ ⲛⲁⲩⲁⲛ ⲛϫⲏϭⲉⲛⲉϥϭⲓϫ ⲛⲉⲥⲱⲟⲩ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲉⲓⲉⲡⲥⲁ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲃ ⲉⲧⲥⲟⲧⲡ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲑⲁⲣⲥⲓⲥ
English: His hands are as turned gold set with beryl: his belly is an ivory tablet on a sapphire stone.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_5
Coptic: ⲛⲥⲏϥⲉ ⲛⲣⲁⲧϥ ϩⲉⲛⲥⲧⲩⲗⲟⲥ ⲛⲉ ⲙⲙⲁⲣⲙⲁⲣⲟⲛ ⲉⲩⲧⲁϫⲣⲏⲩ ⲉϫⲛϩⲉⲛⲃⲁⲥⲓⲥ ⲛⲛⲟⲩⲃ ⲡⲉϥⲉⲓⲛⲉ ⲉϥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲗⲓⲃⲁⲛⲟⲥ ⲉϥⲥⲟⲧⲡ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲕⲉⲇⲣⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲗⲓⲃⲁⲛⲟⲥ
English: His legs are marble pillars set on golden sockets: his form is as Libanus, choice as the cedars.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_5
Coptic: ⲧⲉϥϣⲟⲩⲱⲃⲉ ⲉⲥϯϩⲗⲏϭⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲟⲩⲉⲡⲓⲑⲩⲙⲓⲁ ⲧⲏⲣϥ ⲡⲉ ⲉⲓⲥ ⲡⲁⲓ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲁⲓ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲉⲧϩⲓⲧⲟⲩⲱⲓ ⲛϣⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛϩⲓⲉⲣⲟⲩⲥⲁⲗⲏⲙ
English: His throat is most sweet, and altogether desirable. This is my kinsman, and this is my companion, O daughters of Jerusalem.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲛⲧⲁⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲃⲱⲕ ⲉⲧⲱⲛ ⲧⲉⲧⲛⲉⲥⲱⲥ ϩⲛⲛⲉϩⲓⲟⲙⲉ ⲛⲧⲁⲡⲟⲩⲥⲟⲛ ⲃⲱⲕ ⲉⲧⲱⲛ ⲧⲁⲣⲛⲕⲱⲧⲉ ⲛⲥⲱϥ ⲛⲙⲙⲉ
English: My kinsman is gone down to his garden, to the beds of spice, to feed his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲁϥⲃⲱⲕ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲡⲉϥⲕⲏⲡⲟⲥ ⲉⲛⲉⲫⲓⲁⲗⲏ ⲙⲡϣⲟⲩϩⲏⲛⲉ ⲉⲧⲣⲉϥⲙⲟⲟⲛⲉ ϩⲛⲛⲕⲏⲡⲟⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛϥⲕⲱⲧϥ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲕⲣⲓⲛⲟⲛ
English: I am my kinsman's, and my kinsman is mine, who feeds among the lilies.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ϯϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲙⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲡⲉⲧⲙⲟⲟⲛⲉ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲕⲣⲓⲛⲟⲛ
English: Thou art fair, my companion, as Pleasure, beautiful as Jerusalem, terrible as armies set in array.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲛⲁⲛⲟⲩ ⲧⲁϣⲃⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲟⲩⲱϣ ⲛⲉⲥⲱ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲧϩⲓⲉⲣⲟⲩⲥⲁⲗⲏⲙ ⲉⲣⲉϯϩⲟⲧⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛϭⲟⲙ ⲉⲧⲁϩⲉⲣⲁⲧⲟⲩ
English: Turn away thine eyes from before me, for they have ravished me: thy hair is as flocks of goats which have appeared from Galaad.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲛⲟⲩⲃⲁⲗ ⲙⲁⲣⲟⲩⲗⲟ ⲉⲩϭⲱϣⲧ ⲙⲡⲁⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϫⲉⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲩϥⲓ ⲡⲁϩⲏⲧ ⲡⲟⲩϥⲱ ⲉϥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲁⲅⲉⲗⲏ ⲛⲛⲃⲁⲁⲙⲡⲉ ⲉⲁⲩⲟⲩⲱⲛϩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲅⲁⲗⲁⲁⲇ
English: Thy teeth are as flocks of shorn sheep, that have gone up from the washing, all of them bearing twins, and there is none barren among them: thy lips are as a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲛⲟⲩⲟⲃϩⲉ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲁⲅⲉⲗⲏ ⲛⲛⲉⲛⲧⲁⲩϩⲟⲟⲕⲟⲩ ⲉⲁⲩⲉⲓ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ϩⲙⲡⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲉϩⲉⲛϩⲁⲧⲣⲉⲉⲩ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲛⲉ ⲉⲙⲛⲗⲁⲁⲩ ⲛⲁⲧϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲛϩⲏⲧⲟⲩ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲡⲟⲧⲟⲩ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϩⲱⲥ ⲛⲕⲟⲕⲕⲟⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲟⲩϭⲓⲛϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛⲉⲥⲱⲥ
English: Thy cheek is like the rind of a pomegranate, being seen without thy veil.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲧⲡⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲟϭⲉ ⲉϥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲕⲟⲩⲕⲉ ⲛϩⲣⲙⲁⲛ ⲡⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲧⲟⲩⲧⲁⲡⲣⲟ
English: There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and maidens without number.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲥⲉⲛⲉⲣⲱ ⲛⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ϥⲧⲉⲩϫⲟⲩⲱⲧⲉ ⲙⲡⲁⲗⲗⲁⲕⲏ ⲁⲩⲱ ϩⲉⲛϣⲉⲉⲣⲉ ϣⲏⲙ ⲉⲙⲛⲏⲡⲉ ⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ
English: My dove, my perfect one is one; she is the only one of her mother; she is the choice of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and the queens will pronounce her blessed, yea, and the concubines, and they will praise her.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲛⲓⲙ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲁⲓ ⲉⲧϭⲱϣⲧ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲛⲁⲩ ⲛϣⲱⲣⲡ ⲉⲛⲉⲥⲱⲥ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲟⲟϩ ⲉⲥⲥⲟⲧⲡ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲣⲏ ⲉⲥϯϩⲟⲧⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛϭⲟⲙ ⲉⲧⲁϩⲉⲣⲁⲧⲟⲩ
English: I went down to the garden of nuts, to look at the fruits of the valley, to see if the vine flowered, if the pomegranates blossomed.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲁⲓⲃⲱⲕ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲡⲕⲏⲡⲟⲥ ⲛⲕⲁⲣⲟⲓⲁ ⲉⲧⲣⲁⲛⲁⲩ ϩⲙⲡⲅⲉⲛⲏⲙⲁ ⲙⲡⲉⲭⲉⲓⲙⲁⲣⲣⲟⲥ ⲉⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉⲛⲉⲉⲓⲁⲧⲃⲱ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ϯⲟⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲛⲉⲁⲛϥⲱ ⲛϩⲉⲣⲙⲁⲛ ϯⲟⲩⲱ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉⲓⲛⲁϯⲛⲁⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ ⲛⲁⲕ ϩⲙⲡⲙⲁ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ
English: There I will give thee my breasts: my soul knew it not: it made me as the chariots of Aminadab.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_6
Coptic: ⲙⲡⲉⲧⲁⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲉⲓⲙⲉ ⲁϥⲕⲁⲁⲧ ϩⲛⲛϩⲁⲣⲙⲁ ⲛⲁⲙⲓⲛⲁⲇⲁⲃ
English: Return, return, O Sunamite; return, return, and we will look at thee. What will ye see in the Sunamite? She comes as bands of armies.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲟⲉⲧⲉⲧⲛⲁⲉⲓ ⲉⲛⲁⲩ ⲟⲩ ϩⲛⲧⲟⲇⲟⲗⲗⲁⲙⲓⲧⲓⲥ ⲧⲁⲓ ⲉⲥⲛⲏⲩ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲭⲟⲣⲟⲥ ⲛⲙⲡⲁⲣⲉⲙⲃⲟⲗⲏ ⲧϣⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛⲛⲁⲙⲓⲛⲁⲇⲁⲃ ⲁⲛⲟⲩⲧⲁϭⲥⲉ ⲥⲁϩⲛ ⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩⲉ ⲛⲧⲱϣ ⲛⲛⲟⲩⲕⲉϩⲧⲉ ⲉⲩⲧⲛⲧⲱⲛ ⲉϩⲉⲛϩⲟⲣⲙⲓⲥⲕⲟⲥ ⲉⲁⲩⲧⲁⲙⲓⲟⲟⲩ ϩⲓⲧⲛⲛϭⲓϫ ⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉⲭⲛⲓⲧⲏⲥ
English: Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of thy thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲧⲟⲩϩⲗⲡⲉ ⲉⲥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲕⲣⲁⲧⲏⲣ ⲉϥϣⲉⲧϣⲱⲧ ⲉϥⲙⲉϩ ⲛⲏⲣⲡ ⲉϥⲥⲟⲧⲡ ϩⲏⲧⲉ ⲉϥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϫⲁⲧⲙⲉ ⲛⲥⲟⲩⲟ ⲉⲥⲧⲟⲟⲃⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲕⲣⲓⲛⲟⲛ
English: Thy navel is as a turned bowl, not wanting liquor; thy belly is as a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲟⲩⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ ⲥⲛⲧⲉ ⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲙⲁⲥ ⲥⲛⲁⲩ ⲛϩⲁⲧⲣⲉⲉⲩ ⲛϭⲁϩⲥⲉ
English: Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲡⲟⲩⲙⲁⲕϩ ⲉϥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲡⲩⲣⲅⲟⲥ ⲛⲉⲗⲉⲫⲁⲛⲧⲓⲛⲟⲛ ⲛⲟⲩⲃⲁⲗ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲓⲗⲓⲙⲏ ⲛⲉⲥⲉⲃⲱⲛ ϩⲛⲙⲡⲩⲗⲏ ⲛⲧϣⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲏⲏϣⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϭⲃϣⲁ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲩⲣⲅⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲗⲓⲃⲁⲛⲟⲥ ⲉϥϭⲱϣⲧ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲥ ⲛⲇⲁⲙⲁⲥⲕⲟⲥ
English: Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲧⲟⲩⲁⲡⲉ ⲉⲥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲕⲁⲣⲙⲏⲗⲟⲥ ϩⲓϫⲱⲁⲩⲱ ⲡϥⲱ ⲛⲧⲟⲩⲁⲡⲉ ⲉϥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϫⲏϭⲉ ⲟⲩⲣⲟ ⲉⲁⲩⲕⲁⲁϥ ϩⲛⲙⲡⲁⲣⲁⲧⲣⲟⲙⲓⲥ
English: Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲧⲁⲅⲁⲡⲏ ⲁⲥⲁ ϩⲓⲛⲁⲓ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲧⲁϫⲣⲟ ⲉⲧⲟⲩⲙⲛⲧⲛⲟϭ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲁⲓ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲧⲣⲩⲫⲏ
English: How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, my love!
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲉⲁⲥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉⲥⲧⲛⲧⲱⲛ ⲉⲧⲃⲛⲛⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲟⲩⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ ⲉⲛⲉⲥⲙⲁϩ
English: This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to cluster.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲓϫⲟⲟⲥ ϫⲉϯⲛⲁⲁⲗⲉ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲃⲛⲛⲉ ⲧⲁⲁⲙⲁϩⲧⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲥⲙⲁ ⲉⲧϫⲟⲥⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲟⲩⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ ⲥⲉⲛⲁⲣ ⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲥⲙⲁϩ ⲛⲧⲃⲱ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲉⲥⲧⲟⲓ ⲛϣⲁⲁⲛⲧⲉ ⲉϥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲉⲥⲧⲟⲓ ⲛⲟⲩϫⲙⲡⲉϩ
English: I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose of apples;
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲟⲩϣⲟⲩⲱⲃⲉ ⲉⲥⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲏⲣⲡ ⲉⲧⲛⲁⲛⲟⲩϥ ⲉϥⲙⲟⲟϣⲉ ⲉⲣⲁⲧϥ ⲉⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲉⲩⲥⲟⲟⲩⲧⲛ ⲉϥⲛⲟⲧⲙ ϩⲛⲛⲁⲥⲡⲟⲧⲟⲩ ⲙⲛⲛⲁⲟⲃϩⲉ
English: and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ϯϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲙⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲟϥ ⲉϥⲛⲁⲕⲧⲟϥ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ
English: I am my kinsman's, and his desire is toward me.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲁⲙⲟⲩ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲛⲧⲛⲃⲱⲕ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉⲧⲥⲱϣⲉ ⲛⲧⲛⲟⲩⲱϩ ϩⲛⲛⲕⲱⲙⲏ ⲛⲧⲛϣⲟⲣⲡⲛ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉⲛⲉⲛⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ
English: Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲉⲧⲣⲉⲛⲛⲁⲩ ϫⲉⲛⲉⲉⲓⲁⲧⲃⲱⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ϯⲟⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲛⲉⲁⲛⲕⲟⲩⲡⲣ ϯⲟⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛϥⲱ ⲛϩⲉⲣⲙⲁⲛ ⲛⲉ ⲁⲩϯⲟⲩⲱ ⲉⲓⲛⲁϯⲛⲁⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ ⲛⲁⲕ ϩⲙⲡⲙⲁ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ
English: Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, if the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give thee my breasts.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_7
Coptic: ⲛⲛⲙⲁⲛⲇⲣⲁⲅⲟⲣⲟⲥ ⲁⲩϯ ⲙⲡⲉⲩⲥⲧⲟⲓ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛϣⲏⲛ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲉⲧϯⲕⲁⲣⲡⲟⲥ ⲉⲧϩⲓⲣⲛ ⲛⲉⲛⲣⲟ ϩⲉⲛⲃⲣⲣⲉ ⲉⲣⲁⲧⲟⲩ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲁⲥ ⲁⲓϩⲁⲣⲉϩ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲁⲕ ⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ
English: The mandrakes have given a smell, and at our doors are all kinds of choice fruits, new and old. O my kinsman, I have kept them for thee.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ϯⲛⲁⲁⲙⲁϩⲧⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲕ ⲛⲧⲁϫⲓⲧⲕ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ⲉⲡⲏⲓ ⲛⲧⲁⲙⲁⲁⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ⲉⲡⲧⲁⲙⲉⲓⲟⲛ ⲛⲧⲛⲧⲁⲥⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲓ ϯⲛⲁⲧⲥⲟⲕ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲙⲡⲏⲣⲡ ⲉⲧⲟ ⲛⲥϯ ⲛϩⲏⲛⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲙⲡⲏⲣⲡ ⲛⲛⲉⲕⲃⲱ ⲛϩⲉⲣⲙⲁⲛ
English: I would that thou, O my kinsman, wert he that sucked the breasts of my mother; when I found thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, they should not despise me.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲧⲉϥϭⲓϫ ⲛϩⲃⲟⲩⲣ ϩⲁⲧⲁⲁⲡⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲧⲉϥⲟⲩⲛⲁⲙ ⲛⲁϩⲱⲗϭ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ 
English: I would take thee, I would bring thee into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that conceived me; I would make thee to drink of spiced wine, of the juice of my pomegranates.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲁⲓⲧⲁⲣⲕⲉⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ ⲛϣⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲓⲉⲣⲟⲩⲥⲁⲗⲏⲙ ϩⲛⲛϭⲟⲙ ⲁⲩⲱ ϩⲛⲛⲛⲟⲙⲧⲉ ⲛⲧⲥⲱϣⲉ ⲉⲧⲣⲉⲧⲛⲛⲉϩⲥⲉ ⲛⲧⲁⲅⲁⲡⲏ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛⲧⲟⲩⲛⲟⲥⲥ ϣⲁⲛⲧⲥⲣ ϩⲛⲁⲥ
English: His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲛⲓⲙ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲛⲏⲩ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲥⲟⲩⲟⲃϣ ⲧⲏⲣⲥ ⲉⲥϣⲟⲩϣⲟⲩ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲉϫⲙⲡⲉⲥⲥⲟⲛ ⲁⲓⲧⲟⲩⲛⲟⲥⲕ ϩⲁⲣⲟⲥ ⲛⲧⲃⲱ ⲛϫⲙⲡⲉϩ ⲉⲓⲛⲁϯ ⲛⲁⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ ⲛⲁⲕ ϩⲙⲡⲙⲁ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ
English: I have charged you, ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the virtues of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲕⲁⲁⲧ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲫⲣⲁⲅⲓⲥ ϩⲓϫⲙⲡⲉⲕϭⲃⲟⲓ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲫⲣⲁⲅⲓⲥ ϩⲓϫⲙⲡⲉⲕϩⲏⲧ ϫⲉⲧⲁⲅⲁⲡⲏ ⲧⲁϫⲣⲏⲩ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲙⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲕⲱϩ ⲛⲁϣⲧ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲁⲙⲛⲧⲉ ⲛⲉⲥⲙⲁ ⲉⲧⲕⲏⲧ ⲉⲧϩⲙⲡϫⲓⲥⲉ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛϣⲁϩ ⲛⲕⲱϩⲧ
English: Who is this that comes up all white, leaning on her kinsman? I raised thee up under an apple-tree; there thy mother brought thee forth; there she that bore thee brought thee forth.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲟⲩⲙⲟⲟⲩ ϭⲉ ⲉⲛⲁϣⲱϥ ⲛϥⲛⲁϣⲱϣⲙ ⲁⲛ ⲛⲧⲁⲅⲁⲡⲏ ⲁⲩⲱ ϩⲉⲛⲉⲓⲉⲣⲣⲱⲟⲩ ⲛⲥⲉⲛⲁϣⲟⲙⲥⲥ ⲁⲛ ⲉⲣϣⲁⲛⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ϯ ⲡⲉϥⲃⲓⲟⲥ ⲧⲏⲣϥ ⲉⲧⲃⲉⲧⲁⲅⲁⲡⲏ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲥⲱϣϥ ⲥⲉⲛⲁⲥⲟϣϥϥ
English: Set me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thine arm; for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave, her shafts are shafts of fire, even the flames thereof.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲧⲉⲛⲥⲱⲛⲉ ⲟⲩⲕⲟⲩⲓ ⲧⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲛⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲟⲩ ϭⲉ ⲡⲉⲧⲛⲛⲁⲁⲁϥ ⲛⲧⲛⲥⲱⲛⲉ ϩⲙⲡⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲧⲟⲩⲛⲁϣⲁϫⲉ ⲉⲧⲃⲏⲏⲧⲥ
English: Much water will not be able to quench love, and rivers shall not drown it; if a man would give all his substance for love, men would utterly despise it.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲉϣϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲥⲟⲃⲧ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲛⲛⲁⲕⲱⲧⲉ ⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲉϫⲏ ⲛϩⲁⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϣϫⲉ ⲟⲩⲣⲟ ⲧⲉ ⲧⲛⲛⲁϯ ⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲛϩⲉⲛⲥⲁⲛⲓⲥ ⲛϣⲉ ⲛⲕⲉⲇⲣⲟⲥ
English: Our sister is little, and has no breasts; what shall we do for our sister, in the day wherein she shall be spoken for?
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲉⲓⲥ ϩⲏⲏⲧⲉ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ⲁⲛⲅ ⲟⲩⲥⲟⲃⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲁⲉⲕⲓⲃⲉ ϩⲉⲛⲡⲩⲣⲅⲟⲥ ⲛⲉ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ⲉⲓϩⲁ ⲛⲉϥⲃⲁⲗ ϩⲱⲥ ⲉⲓⲛⲁϩⲉ ⲉⲧⲉⲓⲣⲏⲛⲏ
English: If she is a wall, let us build upon her silver bulwarks; and if she is a door, let us carve for her cedar panels.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲟⲩⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲥⲟⲗⲟⲙⲱⲛ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲙⲁ ϫⲉⲃⲉⲉⲗⲁⲙⲱⲛ ⲁϥϯ ⲙⲡⲉϥⲙⲁⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲛⲁϩⲁⲣⲉϩ ⲉⲣⲟϥ ⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲛⲁⲉⲓⲛⲉ ϩⲁⲡⲉϥⲕⲁⲣⲡⲟⲥ ⲙⲙⲏⲧ ⲛϣⲉ ⲛϩⲁⲧ
English: I am a wall, and my breasts are as towers; I was in their eyes as one that found peace.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲡⲁⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ⲙⲡⲁⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛϣⲟ ⲛⲁⲥⲟⲗⲟⲙⲱⲛ ⲛⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛϣⲏⲧ ⲛⲁⲛⲉⲧⲣⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲛⲉ ⲉⲡⲉϥⲕⲁⲣⲡⲟⲥ
English: Solomon had a vineyard in Beelamon; he let his vineyard to keepers; every one was to bring for its fruit a thousand pieces of silver.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲡⲉⲧϩⲙⲟⲟⲥ ϩⲛⲛⲕⲏⲡⲟⲥ ⲉⲣⲉⲛⲉⲕϣⲃⲉⲉⲣ ϯ ⲛϩⲧⲏⲩ ⲉⲡⲉⲕϩⲣⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲛⲟⲕ ϩⲱ ⲙⲁⲣⲓⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲣⲟϥ
English: My vineyard, even mine, is before me; Solomon shall have a thousand, and they that keep its fruit two hundred.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲡⲱⲧ ⲡⲁⲥⲟⲛ ⲛⲅⲣ ⲡⲉⲥⲙⲟⲧ ⲛⲟⲩϭⲁϩⲥⲉ ⲏ ⲡⲙⲁⲥ ⲛⲉⲓⲟⲩⲗ ϩⲓϫⲛⲛⲧⲟⲩⲉⲓⲏ ⲛϣⲟⲩϩⲏⲛⲉ
English: Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: make me hear it.
Text: 22_Song of Solomon_8
Coptic: ⲡϫⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲓϫⲱ ⲛⲥⲟⲗⲟⲙⲱⲛ
English: Away, my kinsman, and be like a doe or a fawn on the mountains of spices.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲧϩⲟⲣⲁⲥⲓⲥ ⲉⲛⲧⲁⲏⲥⲁⲓⲁⲥ ⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲡϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲛϩⲁⲙⲱⲥ ⲧⲉⲛⲧⲁϥⲛⲁⲩ ⲉⲣⲟⲥ ⲉⲧⲃⲉⲧⲓⲟⲩⲇⲁⲓⲁ ⲙⲛⲧϩⲓⲉⲣⲟⲩⲥⲁⲗⲏⲙ ϩⲛⲧⲙⲛⲧⲣⲣⲟ ⲛⲟⲍⲓⲁⲥ ⲙⲛⲓⲱⲁⲑⲁⲙ ⲙⲛⲁⲭⲁⲍ ⲙⲛⲉⲍⲉⲕⲓⲁⲥ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲛⲧⲁⲩⲣ ⲣⲣⲟ ⲉϫⲛⲧⲓⲟⲩⲇⲁⲓⲁ
English: The vision which Esaias the son of Amos saw, which he saw against Juda, and against Jerusalem, in the reign of Ozias, and Joatham, and Achaz, and Ezekias, who reigned over Judea.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲧⲡⲉ ϫⲓ ⲥⲙⲏ ⲡⲕⲁϩ ϫⲉⲁⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϣⲁϫⲉ ϩⲛϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲁⲓϫⲡⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲓϫⲁⲥⲧⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲩⲁⲑⲉⲧⲉⲓ ⲙⲙⲟⲓ
English: Hear, O heaven, and hearken, O earth: for the Lord has spoken, saying, I have begotten and reared up children, but they have rebelled against me.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲉϩⲉ ⲥⲟⲩⲛ ⲡⲉⲥϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲩⲉⲓⲱ ⲥⲟⲩⲛ ⲡⲟⲩⲟⲙϥ ⲙⲡⲉϥϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲡⲓⲥⲣⲁⲏⲗ ⲇⲉ ⲙⲡⲉϥⲥⲟⲩⲱⲛⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲁⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲉϥϭⲉⲛ ⲁⲛⲅ ⲛⲓⲙ
English: The ox knows his owner, and the ass his master's crib: but Israel does not know me, and the people has not regarded me.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲟⲩⲟⲓ ⲛⲟⲩϩⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲛⲣⲉϥⲣⲛⲟⲃⲉ ⲟⲩⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲉϥⲙⲉϩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲛⲟⲃⲉ ⲡⲉⲥⲡⲉⲣⲙⲁ ⲙⲡⲟⲛⲏⲣⲟⲛ ⲡϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲛⲁⲛⲟⲙⲟⲥ ⲁⲧⲉⲧⲛⲕⲁ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲛⲥⲱⲧⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲧⲉⲧⲛϯ ⲛⲟⲩϭⲥ ⲙⲡⲡⲉⲧⲟⲩⲁⲁⲃ ⲙⲡⲓⲥⲣⲁⲏⲗ
English: Ah sinful nation, a people full of sins, an evil seed, lawless children: ye have forsaken the Lord, and provoked the Holy One of Israel.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲁϣ ϭⲉ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲕⲉⲥⲁϣ ⲉⲧⲉⲧⲛⲛⲟⲩⲱϩ ⲉϫⲉⲛ ⲛⲉⲧⲛⲁⲛⲟⲙⲓⲁ ⲁⲡⲉ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲉⲩⲧⲕⲁⲥ ϩⲏⲧ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲉⲩⲗⲩⲡⲏ
English: Why should ye be smitten any more, transgressing more and more? the whole head is pained, and the whole heart sad.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ϫⲓⲛⲛⲉⲩⲉⲣⲏⲧⲉ ϣⲁⲧⲉⲩⲁⲡⲉ ⲉⲙⲛⲙⲧⲟⲛ ϣⲟⲟⲡ ⲛϩⲏⲧϥ ⲉⲛⲟⲩⲥⲁϣ ⲁⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲉⲛⲟⲩⲉⲗⲉⲗⲕⲏⲙⲉ ⲁⲛ ⲡⲉ ⲉⲛⲟⲩⲡⲗⲩⲅⲏ ⲁⲛ ⲧⲉ ⲉⲥϯ ⲧⲕⲁⲥ ⲉⲙⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϯⲙⲁⲗⲁⲅⲙⲁ ⲉϫⲱϥ ⲟⲩⲇⲉ ⲛⲉϩ ⲟⲩⲇⲉ ⲙⲣⲣⲉ
English: From the feet to the head, there is no soundness in them; neither wound, nor bruise, nor festering ulcer are healed: it is not possible to apply a plaister, nor oil, nor bandages.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲉⲧⲛⲕⲁϩ ⲣ ϫⲁⲓⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲉⲧⲛⲡⲟⲗⲓⲥ ⲣⲱⲕϩ ⲛⲧⲉϩⲉⲛⲕⲟⲟⲩⲉ ⲟⲩⲉⲙ ⲛⲉⲧⲛⲭⲱⲣⲁ ⲙⲡⲉⲧⲛⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲁⲥⲣ ϫⲁⲓⲉ ⲉⲁⲩϣⲉⲣϣⲱⲣⲥ ϩⲓⲧⲉⲛ ⲟⲩⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲛϣⲙⲙⲟ
English: Your land is desolate, your cities burned with fire: your land, strangers devour it in your presence, and it is made desolate, overthrown by strange nations.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲥⲉⲛⲁⲕⲁ ⲧϣⲉⲉⲣⲉ ⲛⲥⲓⲱⲛ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩϩⲃⲱ ϩⲉⲛⲟⲩⲙⲁ ⲛⲉⲗⲟⲟⲗⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲁ ⲛϩⲁⲣⲉϩ ⲛⲃⲟⲛⲧⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲡⲟⲗⲓⲥ ⲉⲥϣⲏϥ
English: The daughter of Sion shall be deserted as a tent in a vineyard, and as a storehouse of fruits in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲥⲁⲃⲏⲗ ϫⲉⲁⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲥⲁⲃⲁⲱⲑ ϣⲱϫⲡ ⲛⲁⲛ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲡⲉⲣⲙⲁ ⲉϣϫⲡⲉ ⲁⲛϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲥⲟⲇⲟⲙⲁ ⲛⲧⲛⲉⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲅⲟⲙⲟⲣⲣⲁ
English: And if the Lord of Sabaoth had not left us a seed, we should have been as Sodom, and we should have been made like Gomorrha.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲉⲡϣⲁϫⲉ ⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲛⲁⲣⲭⲱⲛ ⲛⲥⲟⲇⲟⲙⲁ ϯ ϩⲧⲏⲧⲛ ⲉⲡⲛⲟⲙⲟⲥ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲡⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲛⲅⲟⲙⲟⲣⲁ
English: Hear the word of the Lord, ye rulers of Sodoma; attend to the law of God, thou people of Gomorrha.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲟⲛ ⲉⲣⲟⲓ ⲡⲉ ⲡⲁϣⲁⲓ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲛⲑⲩⲥⲓⲁ ⲡⲉϫⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϯϫⲏⲕ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡϣⲟⲩⲥⲟⲟⲩϣⲉ ⲛⲛⲟⲉⲓⲗⲉ ⲙⲛⲡⲱⲧ ⲛⲛϩⲓⲉⲓⲃ ⲙⲛⲡⲉⲥⲛⲟⲩ ⲛⲙⲙⲁⲥⲉ ⲙⲛⲛⲛϭⲓⲉ ⲛϯⲟⲩⲁϣⲟⲩ ⲁⲛ
English: Of what value to me is the abundance of your sacrifices? saith the Lord: I am full of whole-burnt-offerings of rams; and I delight not in the fat of lambs, and the blood of bulls and goats:
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲟⲩⲇⲉ ⲉⲧⲉⲧⲛϣⲁⲛⲉⲓ ⲉⲟⲩⲱⲛϩ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲡⲉⲛⲧⲁϥϣⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲥⲁⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲓⲧⲉⲛ ⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩⲱϩ ⲉⲧⲉⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ ⲉⲡⲁⲧⲉⲓ ⲛⲧⲁⲁⲩⲗⲏ
English: neither shall ye come with these to appear before me; for who has required these things at your hands? Ye shall no more tread my court.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲉⲧⲉⲧⲛϣⲁⲛⲉⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲟⲩⲥⲁⲙⲓⲧ ϥϣⲟⲩⲉⲓⲧ ⲡⲉⲧⲛϣⲟⲩϩⲏⲛⲉ ⲟⲩⲃⲟⲧⲉ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲡⲉ ⲛⲉⲧⲉⲛⲥⲟⲩⲟⲩⲁ ⲙⲛⲛⲉⲧⲛⲥⲁⲃⲃⲁⲧⲟⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲟⲩⲛⲟϭ ⲛϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲛϯⲛⲁⲁⲛⲉⲭⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲛ ⲛⲉⲧⲉⲛⲛⲏⲥⲧⲉⲓⲁ ⲙⲛⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛⲟⲩⲱⲥϥ
English: Though ye bring fine flour, it is vain; incense is an abomination to me; I cannot bear your new moons, and your sabbaths, and the great day;
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲙⲛⲛⲉⲧⲛⲥⲟⲩⲟⲩⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲧⲛϣⲁ ⲧⲁⲯⲩⲭⲏ ⲙⲟⲥⲧⲉ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲧⲉⲧⲛϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲩⲥⲉⲓ ⲛⲛⲁⲕⲱ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲛⲛⲟⲃⲉ
English: your fasting, and rest from work, your new moons also, and your feasts my soul hates: ye have become loathsome to me; I will no more pardon your sins.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲉⲧⲉⲧⲛϣⲁⲛⲡⲱⲣϣ ⲛⲉⲧⲛϭⲓϫ ⲉϩⲁⲓ ⲉⲣⲁⲓ ϯⲛⲁⲕⲧⲉ ⲛⲁⲃⲁⲗ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲙⲱⲧⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲧⲉⲧⲛϣⲁⲛⲧⲁϣⲉ ⲡⲉⲧⲛⲥⲟⲡⲥ ⲛϯⲛⲁⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲁⲛ ⲉⲣⲱⲧⲛ ⲛⲉⲧⲉⲛϭⲓϫ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲙⲉϩ ⲛⲥⲛⲟϥ
English: When ye stretch forth your hands, I will turn away mine eyes from you: and though ye make many supplications, I will not hearken to you; for your hands are full of blood.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ϫⲉⲕⲙ ⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ ⲧⲉⲃⲉ ⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ ⲛⲓ ⲛⲛⲉⲓⲡⲟⲛⲏⲣⲓⲁ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲧⲛϩⲏⲧ ⲙⲡⲉⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲛⲁⲃⲁⲗ ⲁⲗⲱⲧⲛ ϩⲉⲛⲛⲉⲧⲛⲡⲟⲛⲏⲣⲓⲁ
English: Wash you, be clean; remove your iniquities from your souls before mine eyes; cease from your iniquities;
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ϫⲓ ⲥⲃⲱ ⲉⲣⲡⲡⲉⲧⲛⲁⲛⲟⲩϥ ϣⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲥⲁⲡϩⲁⲡ ⲛⲉϩⲙ ⲡⲉⲧϩⲏⲩ ⲛϭⲟⲛⲥ ⲕⲣⲓⲛⲉ ⲙⲡⲟⲣⲫⲁⲛⲟⲥ ⲧⲙⲁⲉⲓⲉ ⲧⲉⲭⲏⲣⲁ
English: learn to do well; diligently seek judgment, deliver him that is suffering wrong, plead for the orphan, and obtain justice for the widow.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛⲉⲓ ⲛⲧⲛϩⲱⲧⲡ ⲙⲛⲛⲉⲛⲉⲣⲏⲩ ⲡⲉϫⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲉⲧⲛⲛⲟⲃⲉ ⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲉⲓⲫⲟⲓⲛⲓⲕⲟⲩⲛ ϯⲛⲁⲧⲣⲉⲩⲟⲩⲃⲁϣ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲭⲓⲱⲛ ⲉϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲉⲩⲟ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲕⲟⲕⲕⲟⲥ ϯⲛⲁⲧⲣⲉⲩⲟⲩⲃⲁϣ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲙⲡⲥⲟⲣⲧ
English: And come, let us reason together, saith the Lord: and though your sins be as purple, I will make them white as snow; and though they be as scarlet, I will make them white as wool.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲣϣⲁⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛⲟⲩⲱϣ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲛⲥⲱⲓ ⲛⲁⲅⲁⲑⲟⲛ ⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲧⲉⲧⲛⲛⲁⲟⲩⲟⲙⲟⲩ
English: And if ye be willing, and hearken to me, ye shall eat the good of the land:
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲉⲧⲉⲧⲛϣⲁⲛⲧⲛⲟⲩⲱϣ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛⲧⲙ ⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲛⲥⲱⲓ ⲧⲥⲏⲃⲉ ⲛⲁⲟⲩⲉⲙ ⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ ⲧⲧⲁⲡⲣⲟ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲡⲡⲁⲛⲧⲟⲕⲣⲁⲧⲱⲣ ⲧⲉⲛⲧⲁⲥϫⲉ ⲛⲁⲓ
English: but if ye be not willing, nor hearken to me, a sword shall devour you: for the mouth of the Lord has spoken this.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲛⲁϣ ⲛϩⲉ ⲁⲧⲡⲟⲗⲓⲥ ⲧⲡⲓⲥⲧⲏ ⲥⲓⲱⲛ ⲣ ⲡⲟⲣⲛⲏ ⲧⲉⲧⲙⲉϩ ⲛϩⲁⲡ ⲁⲧⲇⲓⲕⲁⲓⲟⲥⲩⲛⲏ ⲛⲕⲟⲧⲕ ϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲛϩⲏⲧⲥ ⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲁⲩⲣⲣⲉϥϩⲱⲧⲃ
English: How has the faithful city Sion, once full of judgment, become a harlot! wherein righteousness lodged, but now murderers.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲡⲉⲧⲛϩⲁⲧ ⲥⲧⲏⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲟⲩⲕⲁⲡⲉⲗⲟⲥ ⲥⲉⲧⲉϩ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲙⲛⲡⲏⲣⲡ
English: Your silver is worthless, thy wine merchants mix the wine with water.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲛⲟⲩⲁⲣⲭⲱⲛ ⲟ ⲛⲁⲧⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲛⲕⲟⲓⲛⲱⲛⲟⲥ ⲛⲛⲣⲉϥϫⲓ ⲟⲩⲉ ⲉⲩⲙⲉ ⲛⲛⲇⲱⲣⲟⲛ ⲉⲩⲡⲏⲧ ⲛⲥⲁⲧⲟⲩⲉⲓⲟ ⲉⲛⲥⲉⲕⲣⲓⲛⲉ ⲁⲛ ⲛⲛⲟⲣⲫⲁⲛⲟⲥ ⲉⲛⲥⲉϫⲓ ⲁⲛ ⲛϩⲣⲁⲩ ⲉⲡϩⲁⲡ ⲛⲧⲉⲭⲏⲣⲁ
English: Thy princes are rebellious, companions of thieves, loving bribes, seeking after rewards; not pleading for orphans, and not heeding the cause of widows.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲉⲧⲃⲉⲡⲁⲓ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲛⲉⲧⲉⲣⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲥⲁⲃⲁⲱⲑ ϫⲱ ⲙⲙⲟⲟⲩ ϫⲉⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓ ⲛⲛϫⲱⲱⲣⲉ ⲙⲡⲓⲥⲣⲁⲏⲗ ⲙⲡⲁϭⲱⲛⲧ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲁⲗⲟ ⲁⲛ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲧϯ ⲟⲩⲃⲏⲓ ⲁⲩⲱ ϯⲛⲁⲣ ⲟⲩϩⲁⲡ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲛⲁϫⲁϫⲉ
English: Therefore thus saith the Lord, the Lord of hosts, Woe to the mighty men of Israel; for my wrath shall not cease against mine adversaries, and I will execute judgment on mine enemies.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ϯⲛⲁⲉⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲧⲁϭⲓϫ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉϫⲱ ⲛⲧⲁⲡⲁⲥⲧⲉ ⲉⲩⲧⲃⲃⲟ ϯⲛⲁⲧⲁⲕⲟ ⲇⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲟ ⲛⲁⲧⲥⲱⲧⲙ ⲁⲩⲱ ϯⲛⲁϥⲓ ⲛⲛⲁⲛⲟⲙⲟⲥ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲛϩⲏⲧⲉ ⲙⲛⲛϫⲁⲥⲓ ϩⲏⲧ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ
English: And I will bring my hand upon thee, and purge thee completely, and I will destroy the rebellious, and will take away from thee all transgressors.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲧⲁⲥⲙⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲉ ⲛⲛⲟⲩⲣⲉϥϯ ϩⲁⲡ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϣⲟⲣⲡ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲟⲩⲣⲉϥϫⲓ ϣⲟϫⲛⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲧⲉϩⲟⲩⲉⲓⲧⲉ ⲙⲛⲛⲥⲁⲛⲁⲓ ⲥⲉⲛⲁⲙⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲉⲣⲟϫⲉⲧⲡⲟⲗⲓⲥ ⲛⲧⲇⲓⲕⲁⲓⲟⲥⲩⲛⲏ ⲧⲙⲛⲧⲣⲟⲡⲟⲗⲓⲥ ⲧⲡⲓⲥⲧⲏ ⲥⲓⲱⲛ
English: And I will establish thy judges as before, and thy counsellors as at the beginning: and afterward thou shalt be called the city of righteousness, the faithful mother-city of Sion.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲉⲣⲉⲧⲉⲥⲁⲓⲭⲙⲁⲗⲱⲥⲓⲁ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲁⲟⲩϫⲁⲓ ϩⲛⲟⲩϩⲁⲡ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲉⲥⲕⲧⲟ ϩⲛⲟⲩⲙⲛⲧⲛⲁ
English: For her captives shall be saved with judgment, and with mercy.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲁⲛⲟⲙⲟⲥ ⲙⲛⲛⲣⲉϥⲣⲛⲟⲃⲉ ⲛⲁⲟⲩⲱϣϥ ϩⲓⲟⲩⲥⲟⲡ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲥⲉⲛⲁⲃⲱⲧⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲛⲉⲧⲕⲱ ⲛⲥⲱⲟⲩ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ
English: And the transgressors and the sinners shall be crushed together, and they that forsake the Lord shall be utterly consumed.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ϫⲉⲥⲉⲛⲁϫⲓ ϣⲓⲡⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲩⲉⲓⲇⲱⲗⲟⲛ ⲛⲁⲓ ⲉⲛⲧⲁⲩⲟⲩⲁϣⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩϫⲓ ϣⲓⲡⲉ ⲉϫⲛⲛⲉⲩϣⲛⲏ ⲛⲧⲁⲩⲉⲡⲓⲑⲩⲙⲉⲓ ⲉⲣⲟⲟⲩ
English: For they shall be ashamed of their idols, which they delighted in, and they are made ashamed of the gardens which they coveted.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲥⲉⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉⲣⲉⲃⲓⲛⲑⲟⲥ ⲉⲁⲥⲛⲟⲩϫⲉ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲛⲉⲥϭⲱⲃⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲙⲁ ⲛⲟⲩⲟⲟⲧⲉ ⲉⲙⲛⲙⲟⲟⲩ ⲛϩⲏⲧϥ
English: For they shall be as a turpentine tree that has cast its leaves, and as a garden that has no water.
Text: 23_Isaiah_1
Coptic: ⲧⲉⲩϭⲟⲙ ⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲟⲩⲕⲁϣ ⲙⲙⲁϩⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲩϩⲃⲏⲩⲉ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϩⲛⲧⲓⲕ ⲛⲕⲱϩⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲁⲛⲟⲙⲟⲥ ⲛⲁⲣⲱⲕϩ ⲙⲛⲛⲣⲉϥⲣⲛⲟⲃⲉ ϩⲓⲟⲩⲥⲟⲡ ⲛϥⲧⲙϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛϭⲓⲡⲉⲧⲛⲁⲟϣⲙⲟⲩ
English: And their strength shall be as a thread of tow, and their works as sparks, and the transgressors and the sinners shall be burnt up together, and there shall be none to quench them.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲡϣⲁϫⲉ ⲛⲧⲁϥϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉϫⲉⲛ ⲏⲥⲁⲓⲁⲥ ⲡϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲛϩⲁⲙⲟⲥ ⲉⲧⲃⲉⲧⲓⲟⲩⲇⲁⲓⲁ ⲙⲛⲧϩⲓⲉⲣⲟⲩⲥⲁⲗⲏⲙ
English: The word which came to Esaias the son of Amos concerning Judea, and concerning Jerusalem.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ϫⲉⲡⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲛⲁϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲉϥⲟⲩⲟⲛϩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲧϩⲁⲏ ⲛⲛⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡⲏⲓ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲉϫⲛⲧⲁⲡⲉ ⲛⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ϥⲛⲁϫⲓⲥⲉ ⲉϫⲛⲛⲥⲓⲃⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛϩⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲧⲏⲣⲟⲩ ⲛⲏⲩ ⲉϫⲱϥ
English: For in the last days the mountain of the Lord shall be glorious, and the house of God shall be on the top of the mountains, and it shall be exalted above the hills; and all nations shall come to it.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲙⲏⲏϣⲉ ⲉⲧⲛⲁϣⲱⲟⲩ ⲛⲁⲙⲟⲟϣⲉ ⲛⲥⲉϫⲟⲟⲥ ϫⲉⲁⲙⲏⲓⲧⲛ ⲛⲧⲛⲃⲱⲕ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲡⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲉⲡⲏⲓ ⲙⲡⲛⲟⲩⲧⲉ ⲛⲓⲁⲕⲱⲃ ⲛϥϫⲱ ⲛⲁⲛ ⲛⲧⲉϥϩⲓⲏ ⲛⲧⲛⲙⲟⲟϣⲉ ϩⲣⲁⲓ ⲛϩⲏⲧⲥ ⲉⲣⲉⲡⲛⲟⲙⲟⲥ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲛⲏⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲥⲓⲱⲛ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡϣⲁϫⲉ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲧϩⲓⲉⲣⲟⲩⲥⲁⲗⲏⲙ
English: And many nations shall go and say, Come, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, and to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will tell us his way, and we will walk in it: for out of Sion shall go forth the law, and the word of the Lord out of Jerusalem.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ϥⲛⲁⲕⲣⲓⲛⲉ ⲛⲧⲙⲏⲧⲉ ⲛϩⲉⲛϩⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲉⲛⲁϣⲱⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ϥⲛⲁϫⲡⲓⲟ ⲛⲟⲩⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲉϥⲟϣ ⲛⲥⲉⲟⲩⲱⲧϩ ⲛⲛⲉⲩⲥⲏⲃⲉ ⲉϩⲛϩⲃⲃⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲩϫⲃⲏⲗ ⲉϩⲛⲟϩⲥ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲙϩⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲁⲙⲁϩⲧⲉ ⲛⲥⲏⲃⲉ ⲉϫⲛϩⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲥⲉⲧⲙϫⲓ ⲥⲃⲱ ϭⲉ ⲉⲙⲓϣⲉ
English: And he shall judge among the nations, and shall rebuke many people: and they shall beat their swords into plow-shares, and their spears into sickles: and nation shall not take up sword against nation, neither shall they learn to war any more.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩ ϭⲉ ⲛⲧⲟⲕ ⲡⲏⲓ ⲛⲓⲁⲕⲱⲃ ⲁⲙⲏⲉⲓⲧⲛ ⲛⲧⲛⲃⲱⲕ ϩⲙⲡⲟⲩⲟⲉⲓⲛ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ
English: And now, O house of Jacob, come, and let us walk in the light of the Lord.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲁϥⲃⲱϣ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲙⲡⲉϥⲗⲁⲟⲥ ⲡⲏⲓ ⲙⲡⲓⲥⲣⲁⲏⲗ ϫⲉⲁⲧⲉⲩⲭⲱⲣⲁ ⲙⲟⲩϩ ⲛⲣⲉϥϫⲓ ⲙⲁⲉⲓⲛ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛⲧⲁⲛⲁⲗⲗⲟⲫⲩⲗⲟⲥ ⲛⲧϩⲉ ⲛϣⲟⲣⲡ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁϩⲁϩ ⲛϣⲏⲣⲉ ⲛⲁⲗⲗⲟⲫⲩⲗⲟⲥ ϣⲱⲡⲉ ⲛⲁⲩ
English: For he has forsaken his people the house of Israel, because their land is filled as at the beginning with divinations, as the land of the Philistines, and many strange children were born to them.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲁⲧⲉⲩⲭⲱⲣⲁ ⲙⲟⲩϩ ⲛϩⲁⲧ ϩⲓⲛⲟⲩⲃ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲙⲛ ⲏⲡⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲩⲁϩⲱⲱⲣ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲡⲉⲩⲕⲁϩ ⲙⲟⲩϩ ⲛϩⲧⲟ ϩⲓϩⲟⲣⲙⲁ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲉⲙⲛ ⲏⲡⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲩϩⲁⲣⲙⲁ
English: For their land is filled with silver and gold, and there was no number of their treasures; their land also is filled with horses, and there was no number of chariots.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲙⲟⲩϩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲛⲛⲉⲃⲟ ⲧⲉ ⲛⲛⲉϩⲃⲏⲩⲉ ⲛⲛⲉⲩϭⲓϫ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲁⲩⲟⲩⲱϣⲧ ⲛⲛⲉⲛⲧⲁⲛⲉⲩⲧⲏⲏⲃⲉ ⲧⲁⲙⲓⲟⲟⲩ
English: And the land is filled with abominations, even the works of their hands; and they have worshipped the works which their fingers made.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲁⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲡⲁϩⲧϥ ⲁⲡϣⲓⲣⲉ ⲑⲃⲃⲓⲟ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲛⲁⲕⲁⲁⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ
English: And the mean man bowed down, and the great man was humbled: and I will not pardon them.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲧⲉⲛⲟⲩ ⲇⲉ ⲃⲱⲕ ⲉϩⲟⲩⲛ ⲉⲛⲡⲉⲧⲣⲁ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲛϩⲉⲡ ⲧⲏⲩⲧⲛ ϩⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ ⲙⲡⲉⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲛⲧϩⲟⲧⲉ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲙⲡⲉⲙⲧⲟ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡⲉⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲧⲉϥϭⲟⲙ ϩⲟⲧⲁⲛ ⲉϥϣⲁⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩⲛ ⲉⲟⲩⲱϣϥ ⲙⲡⲕⲁϩ
English: Now therefore enter ye into the rocks, and hide yourselves in the earth, for fear of the Lord, and by reason of the glory of his might, when he shall arise to strike terribly the earth.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲛⲃⲁⲗ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ϫⲟⲥⲉ ⲡⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲇⲉ ⲑⲃⲃⲓⲏⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲡϫⲓⲥⲉ ⲛⲛⲣⲱⲙⲉ ⲛⲁⲑⲃⲃⲓⲟ ⲛⲧⲉⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲙⲁⲩⲁⲁϥ ϫⲓⲥⲉ ϩⲙⲡⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲉⲧⲙⲙⲁⲩ
English: For the eyes of the Lord are high, but man is low; and the haughtiness of men shall be brought low, and the Lord alone shall be exalted in that day.
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲡⲉϩⲟⲟⲩ ⲅⲁⲣ ⲙⲡϫⲟⲉⲓⲥ ⲥⲁⲃⲁⲱⲑ ⲛⲏⲩ ⲉϫⲛⲣⲉϥⲥⲱϣ ⲛⲓⲙ ϩⲓϫⲁⲥⲓϩⲏⲧ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϫⲛⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲉⲧϫⲟⲥⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲧϩⲗⲟⲩⲗⲱⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲛⲥⲉⲑⲃⲃⲓⲟ
English: For the day of the Lord of hosts shall be upon every one that is proud and haughty, and upon every one that is high and towering, and they shall be brought down;
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϫⲛⲕⲉⲇⲣⲟⲥ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲙⲡⲗⲓⲃⲁⲛⲟⲥ ⲉⲧϫⲟⲥⲉ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉⲧϩⲗⲟⲩⲗⲱⲟⲩ ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϫⲛϣⲏⲛ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲛⲃⲁⲗⲁⲛⲟⲥ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲃⲁⲥⲁⲛ
English: and upon every cedar of Libanus, of them that are high and towering, and upon every oak of Basan,
Text: 23_Isaiah_2
Coptic: ⲁⲩⲱ ⲉϫⲛⲧⲟⲟⲩ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲙⲛⲥⲓⲃⲧ ⲛⲓⲙ ⲉⲧϫⲟⲥⲉ
English: and upon every high mountain, and upon every high hill,