"Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.

"Isn't a man forced to labor on earth? Aren't his days like the days of a hired hand?

He makes the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, and the chambers of the south.

Aren't my days few? Cease then. Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,

But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.

You have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.

That with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever.

He shall flee from the iron weapon. The bronze arrow shall strike him through.

"Why aren't times made known by Shaddai? Why do not those who know him see his days?

Iron is taken out of the earth, and copper is smelted out of the ore.

"Can you bind the cluster of the Pleiades, or loosen the cords of Orion?

His bones are like tubes of brass. His limbs are like bars of iron.

He counts iron as straw; and brass as rotten wood.