For the bed is shorter than a man can stretch himself upon: and the covering narrower than he can wrap himself in.

You shall not see a fierce people, a people of a more obscure speech than you can perceive; of a stammering tongue, that you can not understand.

For the grave cannot praise you, death can not celebrate you: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for your truth.

Let all the nations be gathered together, and let the people be assembled: who among them can declare this, and show us former things? let them bring forth their witnesses, that they may be justified: or let them hear, and say, It is truth.

Yea, before the day was I am he; and there is none that can deliver out of my hand: I will work, and who shall hinder it?

You have bought me no sweet cane with money, neither have you filled me with the fat of your sacrifices: but you have made me to serve with your sins, you have wearied me with your iniquities.

They bear it upon the shoulder, they carry it, and set it in its place, and it stands; from its place shall it not move: yea, one shall cry unto it, yet can it not answer, nor save him out of his trouble.

Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget you.

Yea, they are greedy dogs who can never have enough, and they are shepherds that cannot understand: they all look to their own way, everyone for his gain, from his own quarter.