³ For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.

³ A stone `is' heavy, and the sand `is' heavy, And the anger of a fool Is heavier than they both.

² Also -- to-day `is' my complaint bitter, My hand hath been heavy because of my sighing.

¹⁹ Let us know what we say to Him, We set not in array because of darkness.

²⁰ Is it declared to Him that I speak? If a man hath spoken, surely he is swallowed up.

⁵ Much hast Thou done, Jehovah my God; Thy wonders and Thy thoughts toward us, There is none to arrange unto Thee, I declare and speak: They have been more than to be numbered.

⁴ Thou hast taken hold of the watches of mine eyes, I have been moved, and I speak not.

²⁸ `Come unto me, all ye labouring and burdened ones, and I will give you rest,