Only let the Canaanite and all the inhabitants of the land hear, and they will surround us, and cut off our name out of the earth,—what then wilt thou do for thy great name?
For these things, am, I, weeping, Mine eye, mine eye, is running down with waters, for, far from me, is any who could comfort, could bring back my life,—My sons are amazed, for strong is the foe.
And, now, for a very little moment, hath come favour from Yahweh our God, in leaving to us a remnant to escape, and in giving to us a nail in his holy place,—that our God may enlighten our eyes, and give us a little reviving in our bondage.