and who of you, being anxious, is able to add to his age one cubit?
Lo, handbreadths Thou hast made my days, And mine age [is] as nothing before Thee, Only, all vanity [is] every man set up. Selah.
nor by thy head mayest thou swear, because thou art not able one hair to make white or black;
‘And who of you, being anxious, is able to add to his age one cubit?
If, then, ye are not able for the least — why for the rest are ye anxious?
and he was seeking to see Jesus, who he is, and was not able for the multitude, because in stature he was small,