And he took a broken bit of a pot, and, seated in the dust, was rubbing himself with the sharp edge of it.

Though a man comes to nothing like a bit of dead wood, or like a robe which has become food for the worm.

I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows.

See, I am the same as you are in the eyes of God; I was cut off from the same bit of wet earth.

And all his brothers and sisters, and his friends of earlier days, came and took food with him in his house; and made clear their grief for him, and gave him comfort for all the evil which the Lord had sent on him; and they all gave him a bit of money and a gold ring.