¹¹ And thou shalt say, I will go up to the land of unwalled villages; I will go to them that are at rest, that dwell safely, all of them dwelling without walls, and having neither bars nor gates,

¹⁵ And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

⁵⁶ You heard my voice; don't hide your ear at my breathing, at my cry.