For then its weight would be more than the sand of the seas: because of this my words have been uncontrolled.
Even today my outcry is bitter; his hand is hard on my sorrow.
Let me be measured in upright scales, and let God see my righteousness:
O Lord my God, great are the wonders which you have done in your thought for us; it is not possible to put them out in order before you; when I would give an account of them, their number is greater than I may say.
You keep my eyes from sleep; I am so troubled that no words come.
A stone has great weight, and sand is crushing; but the wrath of the foolish is of greater weight than these.
Come to me, all you who are troubled and weighted down with care, and I will give you rest.