So shall he become a restorer of thy life, and a nourisher of thine old age,—for, thy daughter-in-law who loveth thee, hath borne him, even, she, who is better to thee than seven sons.
Even unto old age, I, am, the same, And unto grey hairs, I, will bear the burden,—I have made and, I, will carry, Yea, I, will bear the burden and will deliver,
So Elkanah her husband said to her—Hannah! wherefore shouldst thou weep? and wherefore wilt thou not eat? and wherefore should thy heart be sad? Am, I, not better to thee, than ten sons?
The sated, have, for bread, taken hire, But, the famished, have left off their toil,—So that, the barren, hath given birth unto seven, While, she that hath many sons, languisheth: