Lexicon :: Strong's G4088 - pikria

They came to Marah, but they could not drink the water at Marah because it was bitter ​— ​that is why it was named Marah.[fn]

“Be sure there is no man, woman, clan, or tribe among you today whose heart turns away from the LORD our God to go and worship the gods of those nations. Be sure there is no root among you bearing poisonous and bitter fruit.

For their vine is from the vine of Sodom

and from the fields of Gomorrah.

Their grapes are poisonous;

their clusters are bitter.

Why is light given to one burdened with grief,

and life to those whose existence is bitter,

Therefore I will not restrain my mouth.

I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;

I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

He doesn’t let me catch my breath

but fills me with bitter experiences.

I am disgusted with my life.

I will give vent to my complaint

and speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Yet another person dies with a bitter soul,

having never tasted prosperity.

Cursing, deceit, and violence fill his mouth;

trouble and malice are under his tongue.

All have turned away;

all alike have become corrupt.

There is no one who does good,

not even one.

For the LORD will rise up as he did at Mount Perazim.

He will rise in wrath, as at the Valley of Gibeon,

to do his work, his unexpected work,

and to perform his task, his unfamiliar task.

Bread grain is crushed,

but is not threshed endlessly.

Though the wheel of the farmer’s cart rumbles,

his horses do not crush it.

Because your raging against me

and your arrogance have reached my ears,

I will put my hook in your nose

and my bit in your mouth;

I will make you go back

the way you came.

I planted you, a choice vine

from the very best seed.

How then could you turn into

a degenerate, foreign vine?

I never sat with the band of revelers,

and I did not celebrate with them.

Because your hand was on me, I sat alone,

for you filled me with indignation.

He filled me with bitterness,

satiated me with wormwood.

Remember[fn] my affliction and my homelessness,

the wormwood and the poison.

“ ‘The house of Israel will no longer be hurt by[fn] prickly briers or painful thorns from all their neighbors who treat them with contempt. Then they will know that I am the Lord GOD.

Do horses gallop on the cliffs?

Does anyone plow there with oxen?[fn]

Yet you have turned justice into poison

and the fruit of righteousness into wormwood —