If I waved my hand to and fro against the fatherless boy, when I would see need of my assistance in the gate, let my own shoulder blade fall from its shoulder, and let my own arm be broken from its upper bone. ”
अशा काव्यात्मक शब्दांवरून आपल्याला कदाचित शिष्य याकोबाच्या शब्दांची आठवण होईल.