It would still bring me comfort,
and I would leap for joy in unrelenting pain
that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.

Will You frighten a wind-driven leaf?
Will You chase after dry straw?

For his own feet lead him into a net,
and he strays into its mesh.

or were inscribed in stone forever
by an iron stylus and lead!

Yes, I know that You will lead me to death—
the place appointed for all who live.

Be careful that no one lures you with riches;
do not let a large ransom lead you astray.

so you can lead it back to its border?
Are you familiar with the paths to its home?

Can you bring out the constellations in their season
and lead the Bear and her cubs?

Do you make him leap like a locust?
His proud snorting fills one with terror.