He leaves a shining wake behind him; One would think the deep had white hair.
and let them be for lights in the firmament of the heavens to give light on the earth”; and it was so.
The earth was without form, and void; and darkness was on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.
Now as for you, you shall go to your fathers in peace; you shall be buried at a good old age.
Then Abraham breathed his last and died in a good old age, an old man and full of years, and was gathered to his people.
But he said, “My son shall not go down with you, for his brother is dead, and he is left alone. If any calamity should befall him along the way in which you go, then you would bring down my gray hair with sorrow to the grave.”
The deep says, ‘It is not in me’; And the sea says, ‘It is not with me.’
“Have you entered the springs of the sea? Or have you walked in search of the depths?
The waters harden like stone, And the surface of the deep is frozen.
He makes the deep boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
On earth there is nothing like him, Which is made without fear.
The silver-haired head is a crown of glory, If it is found in the way of righteousness.
The glory of young men is their strength, And the splendor of old men is their gray head.