^{15 Ref} And he liveth, and giveth to him of the gold of Sheba, And prayeth for him continually, All the day he doth bless him.

^{16 Ref} There is a handful of corn in the earth, On the top of mountains, Shake like Lebanon doth its fruit, And they flourish out of the city as the herb of the earth.

^{17 Ref} His name is to the age, Before the sun is his name continued, And they bless themselves in him, All nations do pronounce him happy.