Then said I, Like a stem, shall I grow old, yea, as the sand, shall I multiply days:
But, thou thyself, saidst, - I wilt deal well with thee. So will I make thy seed as the sand of the sea, which is not to be counted, for multitude.
Thus did Joseph heap up corn like the sand of the sea making it exceeding abundant, - until one hath left off reckoning, because it cannot be reckoned.
Thou shalt come, yet robust, to the grave, as a stack of sheaves mounteth up in its season.
And Job lived, after this, a hundred and forty years, - and saw his sons and his sons' sons, four generations.
But, I, said, in my tranquility, I shall not be shaken to times age-abiding!
O inhabitress of Lebanon that makest thy nest in the cedars, - How hast thou bemoaned thyself Now that pangs have overtaken thee, Anguish, as of her that giveth birth.
Thy monstrous thing, hath deceived thee, The insolence of thy heart, O thou that inhabitest the hidden recesses of the cliff, That boldest fast the height of the hill, - Though thou set high as an eagle, thy nest, From thence, will I bring thee down, Declareth Yahweh;
Though thou build high like an eagle, and though, among the stars, thou set thy nest, from thence, will I bring thee down, Declareth Yahweh.