22. To my words, they dared to add nothing, and my eloquence poured over them.
23. They waited for me as for rain, and they opened their mouth as for belated rains.
24. If I had ever laughed at them, they would not have believed it, and the light of my face was not cast down towards the ground.
25. If I wished to go to them, I sat down first, and, though I sat like a king surrounded by an army, yet I was a comforter to whose who mourned.