Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.
By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.
Passengers of Tema looked expectingly, Travellers of Sheba hoped for them.
Chastise me, O Jehovah, only in judgment, Not in Thine anger, lest Thou make me small.