Surely I have restrained and composed my soul, like a weaned child with its mother: my soul within me is as a weaned child.

{To the chief Musician. Upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David.} Save, Jehovah, for the godly man is gone; for the faithful have failed from among the children of men.

Thou makest mortal man to return to dust, and sayest, Return, children of men.