Their strength is to sit still. Now go, write it before them in a table, and note it in a book. The desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose. Thou trustest in the staff of this broken reed. 10088 Set thine house in order.
All flesh is grass.
The nations are as a drop of a bucket. There is no peace, saith the Lord, unto the wicked. He is brought as a lamb to the slaughter. 10094 Let the wicked forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts. A little one shall become a thousand, and a small one a strong nation.