They have ears, but they hear not: noses have they, but they smell not:

Also by watering he wearieth the thick cloud: he scattereth his bright cloud:

Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises.

They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that hasteth to the prey.

I will incline mine ear to a parable: I will open my dark saying upon the harp.