The rich hath flocks and herds very many;

and Joab sendeth to Tekoah, and taketh thence a wise woman, and saith unto her, 'Feign thyself a mourner, I pray thee, and put on, I pray thee, garments of mourning, and anoint not thyself with oil, and thou hast been as a woman these many days mourning for the dead,

And Barzillai saith unto the king, 'How many are the days of the years of my life, that I go up with the king to Jerusalem?

He sendeth from above -- He taketh me, He draweth me out of many waters.

And David saith unto Gad, 'I have great distress, let us fall, I pray thee, into the hand of Jehovah, for many are His mercies, and into the hand of man let me not fall.'