B ehold, the nations are as a drop in a bucket, And are counted as the small dust on the scales; Look, He lifts up the isles as a very little thing.
ها إنَّ الأُمَمَ كَنُقطَةٍ مِنْ دَلوٍ، وَيُحسَبُونَ كَذَرّاتِ الغُبارِ عَلَى المِيزانِ. ها إنَّهُ يَرفَعُ الجُزُرَ عَلَى المِياهِ كَالغُبارِ النّاعِمِ.
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