¹¹ انا اعطيتك ملكا بغضبي واخذته بسخطي

³ فقالوا له هكذا يقول حزقيا. هذا اليوم يوم شدة وتأديب واهانة. لان الاجنّة قد دنت الى المولد ولا قوّة للولادة.

¹⁷ Every man is become brutish [and is] without knowledge; every goldsmith is disappointed by his image; for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them.

¹⁸ They are vanity, a work of delusion: in the time of their visitation they shall perish.