A bruised reed shall he not break, and smoking flax shall he not quench, till he send forth judgment unto victory.

At the brightness that was before him his thick clouds passed, hail stones and coals of fire.

Unto Timothy, my own son in the faith: Grace, mercy, and peace, from God our Father and Jesus Christ our Lord.

A stone is heavy, and the sand weighty; but a fool’s wrath is heavier than them both.

וּמֵהֶם֙ ע֣וֹד תִּקָּ֔ח וְהִשְׁלַכְתָּ֤ אוֹתָם֙ אֶל־ תּ֣וֹךְ הָאֵ֔שׁ וְשָׂרַפְתָּ֥ אֹתָ֖ם בָּאֵ֑שׁ מִמֶּ֥נּוּ תֵצֵא־ אֵ֖שׁ אֶל־ כָּל־ בֵּ֥ית יִשְׂרָאֵֽל׃