 Greater are they who are with us than they who are with them. Oh, yes, Lord, but I'm in sore straits and in misfortune. No one regards me. No one gives me anything. All blame me and speak ill of me. It doesn't matter. Greater are they who are with us than they who are with them. Oh, but you've deprived me of my children. Joseph is no more and Simeon is no more. And now you want to take Benjamin. Everything is against me.