Wise in heart and strong in power -- Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace?

Doth not His excellency terrify you? And His dread fall upon you?

For a dread unto me is calamity from God, And because of His excellency I am not able.

He keepeth back his soul from corruption, And his life from passing away by a dart.

And if they do not hearken, By the dart they pass away, And expire without knowledge.

And she forgetteth that a foot may press it, And a beast of the field tread it down.

See every proud one -- humble him, And tread down the wicked in their place.

The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear -- dart -- and lance.