A flood will carry off his house, rushing waters on the day of God’s wrath.

and throw your gold in the dust – your gold of Ophir among the rocks in the ravines –

Have you gone to the springs that fill the sea, or walked about in the recesses of the deep?

It ranks first among the works of God, the One who made it has furnished it with a sword.

They are dark because of ice; snow is piled up over them.

He has stripped me of my honor and has taken the crown off my head.

His possessions included 7,000 sheep, 3,000 camels, 500 yoke of oxen, and 500 female donkeys; in addition he had a very great household. Thus he was the greatest of all the people in the east.

My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.

a hidden path no bird of prey knows – no falcon’s eye has spotted it.

The topaz of Cush cannot be compared with it; it cannot be purchased with pure gold.

You have become cruel to me; with the strength of your hand you attack me.

If I have rejoiced over the misfortune of my enemy or exulted because calamity found him –

“Yes, God is great – beyond our knowledge! The number of his years is unsearchable.

You know, for you were born before them; and the number of your days is great!

Can you raise your voice to the clouds so that a flood of water covers you?

Who let the wild donkey go free? Who released the bonds of the donkey,

Scatter abroad the abundance of your anger. Look at every proud man and bring him low;

Look at its strength in its loins, and its power in the muscles of its belly.

If a land has been given into the hand of a wicked man, he covers the faces of its judges; if it is not he, then who is it?

Terrifying sounds fill his ears; in a time of peace marauders attack him.