“But all this does not suit me, as long as I see Mordeḵ
I have seen all the works that are done under the sun. And see, all was futile and feeding on wind.
“Futility! Futility!” says Qoheleth. “Futility, futility, all is futile!”
You who tear yourself to pieces in displeasure – would the earth be forsaken for your sake? Or the rock move from its place?
All the days of the wrong one he is paining himself, and few years have been stored up for the ruthless.
And Haman went out that day rejoicing and with a glad heart. But when Haman saw Mordeḵ
who came with Zerubbaḇ
The wrong plots against the righteous, And gnashes his teeth at him.
