He leaves a shining path behind him. One would think the deep to be grey-haired.
The comeliness of young men is their strength, And the splendour of old men is their grey hair.
Grey hair is a crown of adorning, It is found in the way of righteousness.
The waters harden like stone, and the surface of the deep is frozen.
Have you come to the sources of the sea? Or have you walked about in the recesses of the deep?
The deep has said, ‘It is not in me,’ and the sea has said, ‘It is not with me.’
But he said, “My son is not going down with you, for his brother is dead, and he is left alone. If any harm should come to him along the way in which you go, then you would bring down my grey hair with sorrow to the grave.”
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“Now as for you, you are to go to your fathers in peace, you are to be buried at a good old age.
and let them be for lights in the expanse of the heavens to give light on the earth.” And it came to be so.
And the earth came to be formless and empty, and darkness was on the face of the deep. And the Spirit of Elohim was moving on the face of the waters.
He makes the deep boil like a pot, he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
No one on earth is like him – one made without fear.