Does the one who makes the human ear not hear? Does the one who forms the human eye not see?

“Is this not stored up with me?” says the Lord, “Is it not sealed up in my storehouses?

Is not your piety your confidence, and your blameless ways your hope?

Did you not pour me out like milk, and curdle me like cheese?

Is not your wickedness great and is there no end to your iniquity?

Is it not misfortune for the unjust, and disaster for those who work iniquity?

Does not wisdom call out? Does not understanding raise her voice?

Have I not written thirty sayings for you, sayings of counsel and knowledge,

Indeed, he says: “Are not my officials all kings?

The rivers of Damascus, the Abana and Pharpar, are better than any of the waters of Israel! Could I not wash in them and be healed?” So he turned around and went away angry.

Is not their excess wealth taken away from them? They die, yet without attaining wisdom.

“Does not humanity have hard service on earth? Are not their days also like the days of a hired man?

Will they not instruct you and speak to you, and bring forth words from their understanding?

Does not the ear test words, as the tongue tastes food?

Would not his splendor terrify you and the fear he inspires fall on you?

Have you never questioned those who travel the roads? Do you not recognize their accounts –

Does he not see my ways and count all my steps?

Did not the one who made me in the womb make them? Did not the same one form us in the womb?

Will you not revive us once more? Then your people will rejoice in you!

Does the one who disciplines the nations not punish? He is the one who imparts knowledge to human beings!