They reap the corn field that is not their own; and let the vineyard of the ungodly alone.

His bullock hath eaten corn, and doth not loath. His cow bringeth forth safely, And doth not miscarry.

High they were for a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all others they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.

Thou shalt come to the grave in a ripe age, as a shock of corn is brought in in its season.

Wilt thou put faith in him, that he will bring back thy seed? and that, corn for thy threshing-floor, he will gather?

He gives rain to the earth
and sends water to the fields.

Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.

For my root was spread out by the water's side, and the dew lay upon my corn.

Does the ass of the fields give out his voice when he has grass? or does the ox make sounds over his food?

Others go about without clothing, and though they have no food, they get in the grain from the fields.

Who has let the ass of the fields go free? or made loose the bands of the loud-voiced beast?