And lo, a great wind hath come from over the wilderness, and striketh against the four corners of the house, and it falleth on the young men, and they are dead, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare it to thee.'

And they sit with him on the earth seven days and seven nights, and there is none speaking unto him a word when they have seen that the pain hath been very great.

Small and great are there the same. And a servant is free from his lord.

Doing great things, and there is no searching. Wonderful, till there is no numbering.

A sea -monster am I, or a dragon, That thou settest over me a guard?

And thy beginning hath been small, And thy latter end is very great.

Doing great things till there is no searching, And wonderful, till there is no numbering.

Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.

Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away.

If I have waved at the fatherless my hand, When I see in him the gate of my court,

If I rejoice because great is my wealth, And because abundance hath my hand found,

Because I fear a great multitude, And the contempt of families doth affright me, Then I am silent, I go not out of the opening.

And, now, because there is not, He hath appointed His anger, And He hath not known in great extremity.

God thundereth with His voice wonderfully, Doing great things and we know not.

For to snow He saith, 'Be on the earth.' And the small rain and great rain of His power.

Dost thou trust in him because great is his power? And dost thou leave unto him thy labour?