They are defeated between morning and evening; they perish forever and no one notices!

There is not yet a mediator between us, who would set his hand on the two of us,

crying for him to arbitrate between this man and God; as a human being does with his fellow neighbor.

They press oil between the olive groves owned by the wicked; they suffer from thirst, even while treading the winepress.

He has delimited a boundary over the surface of the oceans as a limit between light and darkness.

Each one is so close to the other that not even air comes in between them.