As the sand of the sea this would appear heavier: therefore my words are full of sorrow.
A stone is heavy, and sand weighty: but the anger of a fool is heavier than them both.
Come to me, all you that labour, and are burdened, and I will refresh you.
They have not been hidden from their children, in another generation. Declaring the praises of the Lord, and his powers, and his wonders which he hath done.
I said: O Lord, be thou merciful to me: heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.
Now also my words are in bitterness, and the hand of my scourge is more grievous than my mourning.
Let him weigh me in a just balance, and let God know my simplicity.