Look away from him and be shall cease, till he shall delight as an hireling in his day.
How long wilt thou not look away from me? wilt thou not desist from me even to my swallowing down my spittle?
Look away from me, and I shall be cheerful, before I shall go and I not be.
Is it not my days few? He will cease; he will turn from me, and I shall be cheerful a little,
I melted away; I shall not live forever: desist from me, for my days are vanity.
For there is hope for a tree if it shall be cut down, and it shall yet revive, and its suckers shall not cease.
And now Jehovah spake, saying, In three years as the years of a hireling and the honor of Moab despised with with all the great multitude; and the remnant being small, not great