And I said, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply days like the sand.
And You said, dealing I will deal well with you, and I will make your seed like the sand of the sea, which cannot be numbered for multitude.
And Joseph heaped up grain like the sand of the sea, exceedingly much, until he ceased to count it, because it was without number
I broke the fangs of the perverse one, and cast the prey out of his teeth.
My root was open to the waters, and the dew lay all night on my branch.
You shall come to the grave in full vigor, like a stack of grain comes up in its season.
I will satisfy him with length of days, and will make him see My salvation.
One dwelling in Lebanon, nested in the cedars, How gracious will you be when pangs come to you, the pain as one giving birth!
Your dreadfulness has deceived you, the pride of your heart, you who live in the clefts of the rock, who hold the height of the hill; though you should make your nest as high as the eagle, I will bring you down from there, a statement of Jehovah.
Though you rise high as the eagle, and though you set your nest between the stars, I will bring you down from there, a statement of Jehovah.
Woe to him gaining evil gain for his house, to set his nest in the height, to be snatched from the palm of evil!