And as for the fading flower, the glory of his pomp, which is upon the top of the plenteous valley: it shall happen unto him, as to an untimely fruit before the harvest come. Which as soon as it is seen, is by and by devoured, before it come well in a man's hand.

Behold, all people are in comparison of him, as a drop to a bucketful, and are counted as the least thing that the balance weigheth. Behold, the Isles are in comparison of him, as the shadow of the sunbeam.