I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I entreat him with my mouth.
And, behold, there came a great wind from the wilderness, and smote the four corners of the house, and it fell upon the young men, and they are dead, and only I alone have escaped to tell thee.
Those who dwell in my house, and my maids, reckon me for a stranger; I am an alien in their sight.
My breath is strange to my wife, and my supplication to the sons of my own mother.