What [is] my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?

Though I had called and He answereth me, I do not believe that He giveth ear [to] my voice.

He is yet speaking with them, and lo, the messenger is coming down unto him, and he saith, 'Lo, this [is] the evil from Jehovah: what -- do I wait for Jehovah any more?'

-- And it hath passed over into it, hardened and hungry, And it hath come to pass, That it is hungry, and hath been wroth, And made light of its king, and of its God, And hath looked upwards.

And unto the land it looketh attentively, And lo, adversity and darkness! -- Dimness, distress, and thick darkness is driven away, But not the dimness for which she is in distress!

and having cast down the silverlings in the sanctuary, he departed, and having gone away, he did strangle himself.

He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass.

One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him [are] terrors.