to those who wait for death that does not come, and search for it more than for hidden treasures,

They come in as through a wide breach; amid the crash they come rolling in.

If I ate my morsel of bread myself, and did not share any of it with orphans --

So Elihu son of Barakel the Buzite spoke up: "I am young, but you are elderly; that is why I was fearful, and afraid to explain to you what I know.

And surely, he drew you from the mouth of distress, to a wide place, unrestricted, and to the comfort of your table filled with rich food.

"Look now at Behemoth, which I made as I made you; it eats grass like the ox.