³⁷ Kardas žirgams, kovos vežimams ir samdytiems kariams, kurie taps kaip moterys. Kardas jo turtams, kurie taps grobiu!

¹³ Kai manęs ieškosite visa širdimi, rasite.

¹⁴ Every man is become brutish [and is] without knowledge; every goldsmith is disappointed by his engraved image; for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them.