For too short is the bed to stretch on, too narrow the blanket to wrap up in.
What will you do in the day of visitation, when desolation comes from afar? To whom will you flee for help? Where will you leave your wealth?
No one calls on Your Name, or stirs himself up to take hold of You. For You have hidden Your face from us, and have consumed us, because of our iniquities.
The upper chambers were narrower, because the galleries took more away from them than from the lower and the middle ones in the building.