When the pillars are overthrown, What could, a righteous man, do?

There shall reach him a ruin he could not know, - Yea, his own net which he hath hidden, shall capture him, Into that ruin, shall he fall!

Then I passed by, and lo! he had vanished! Yea I sought him, but he could not be found.

For it is, not an enemy, that reproacheth me, Or I could bear it, - Not one that hath hated me, who, against me, hath magnified himself, Or I might hide myself from him;

Until I could enter the holy places of God, - Could give heed to their hereafter: -

But, I, was brutish, and could not perceive, Like the beasts, had I become before thee.

Thou hast held, watching, mine eyes, I was driven to and fro, and could not speak;

In the sea, was thy way, And, thy path, in the mighty waters, And, thy footprints, could not be known:

When he turned, into blood, their Nile-streams, And, their own rivers, could they not drink;

When your fathers, tested me, They proved me, yea they also saw what I could do.

If, iniquities, thou shouldest mark, O Yah, O My Lord, who could stand?