Isaías 40

Voilà, les nations sont comme une goutte qui tombe d'un seau, ou comme la poussière d'une balance; voilà, les îles sont comme la poudre qui vole.

He aquí que las naciones son reputadas como la gota de un acetre, y como el orín del peso: he aquí que hace desaparecer las islas como polvo.

Behold, the nations are as a drop of a bucket, and are counted as the small dust of the balance: behold, he taketh up the isles as a very little thing.

Behold, the nations are like a drop in a bucket, and are regarded as a speck of dust on a balance. Behold, he lifts up the islands like a very little thing.