[Let them be] as a snailwhich meltsawayas it goesalong, [Like] the miscarriagesof a womanwhich neverseethe sun.
I should have beenas thoughI had not been,Carriedfrom wombto tomb.'
"Orlike a miscarriagewhich is discarded,I would not be, As infantsthat neversawlight.
Ifa manfathersa hundred[children] and livesmanyyears,however manythey be, but his soulis not satisfiedwith goodthingsand he does not evenhavea [proper] burial,[then] I say,"Betterthe miscarriagethanhe,
"Heavenand earthwill passaway,but My wordswill not pass away.
and the rich man[is to glory] in his humiliation,becauselikefloweringgrasshe will pass away.
