To my servant I have called, And he doth not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him.
And lo, a great wind hath come from over the wilderness, and striketh against the four corners of the house, and it falleth on the young men, and they are dead, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare `it' to thee.'
Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes.
My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my `mother's' womb.