before the days of trouble come and the years approach when you will say, “I find no pleasure in them”— before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars grow dark, and the clouds return after the rain; when the keepers of the house tremble, and the strong men stoop, when the grinders cease because they are few, and those looking through the windows grow dim . . . the sound of grinding fades; . . . [and] men are afraid of heights and of dangers in the streets. (Ecclesiastes 12:1–5)
