I walked around as if I were mourning for my friend or my brother. I was bent over as if I were mourning for my mother.
Isaac took her into his mother Sarah’s tent. He married Rebekah. She became his wife, and he loved her. So Isaac was comforted after his mother’s death.
I am bent over and bowed down very low. All day I walk around in mourning.
But Paul shouted as loudly as he could, “Don’t hurt yourself! We’re all here!”