For affliction does not come forth from the dust, nor does trouble spring out of the ground,

who gives rain upon the earth, and sends waters upon the fields,

who does great things and unsearchable, marvelous things without number,

so that he sets up on high those who are low, and those who mourn are exalted to safety.

He frustrates the devices of the crafty so that their hands cannot perform their enterprise.

But he saves from the sword of their mouth, even the needy from the hand of the mighty.

He takes the wise in their own craftiness, and the counsel of the cunning is carried headlong.

They meet with darkness in the daytime, and grope at noonday as in the night.

So a poor man has hope, and iniquity stops her mouth.

For he injures, and binds up. He wounds, and his hands make whole.

At destruction and dearth thou shall laugh, nor shall thou be afraid of the beasts of the earth.

Call now, is there any who will answer thee? And to which of the holy ones will thou turn?

For vexation kills the foolish man, and jealousy slays the silly one.

Thou shall be hid from the scourge of the tongue. Neither shall thou be afraid of destruction when it comes.

For thou shall be in league with the stones of the field, and the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.

And thou shall know that thy tent is in peace, and thou shall visit thy fold, and shall miss nothing.

In famine he will redeem thee from death, and in war from the power of the sword.

Thou shall come to thy grave in a full age, like a shock of grain comes in its season.

whose harvest the hungry eat up, and takes it even out of the thorns, and the snare gapes for their substance.

Thou shall know also that thy seed shall be great, and thine offspring as the grass of the earth.

I have seen the foolish taking root, but suddenly I cursed his habitation.

Lo this, we have searched it, so it is. Hear it, and know thou it for thy good.

His sons are far from safety, and they are crushed in the gate. Neither is there any to deliver them,

Behold, happy is the man whom God corrects. Therefore do not despise thou the chastening of the Almighty.

but man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.

He will deliver thee in six troubles. Yea, in seven there shall no evil touch thee.

But as for me, I would seek to God. And to God I would commit my cause,