He makes a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
And let them be for lights in the firmament of the heaven to give light on the earth: and it was so.
And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved on the face of the waters.
And you shall go to your fathers in peace; you shall be buried in a good old age.
Then Abraham gave up the ghost, and died in a good old age, an old man, and full of years; and was gathered to his people.
And he said, My son shall not go down with you; for his brother is dead, and he is left alone: if mischief befall him by the way in the which you go, then shall you bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave.
The depth said, It is not in me: and the sea said, It is not with me.
Have you entered into the springs of the sea? or have you walked in the search of the depth?
The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen.
He makes the deep to boil like a pot: he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
On earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
The hoary head is a crown of glory, if it be found in the way of righteousness.
The glory of young men is their strength: and the beauty of old men is the grey head.