חַמָּה

“I go about blackened, but not by the sun. I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.”

“Who is this who shines like the dawn, as fair as the moon, as bright as the sun, as majestic as the stars in procession?”

“it rises at one end of the heavens and runs its circuit to the other; nothing is deprived of its warmth.”

“The light of the moon will be as bright as the sun, and the light of the sun will be seven times brighter—like the light of seven days—on the day that the LORD binds up the brokenness of His people and heals the wounds He has inflicted.”