as though I grieved for a friend or a brother; I went about as one who laments for a mother, bowed down and in mourning.
Then Isaac brought her into his mother Sarah’s tent. He took Rebekah, and she became his wife, and he loved her. So Isaac was comforted after his mother’s death.
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all day long I go around mourning.
But Paul shouted in a loud voice, “Do not harm yourself, for we are all here.”