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

Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?

Now therefore be pleased to look at me, for surely I shall not lie to your face.

When I lie down, I say, 'When shall I arise, and the night be gone?' I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.

Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."

If I wash myself with snow, and cleanse my hands with lye,

There is no umpire between us, that might lay his hand on us both.

Also you shall lie down, and none shall make you afraid. Yes, many shall court your favor.

But man dies, and is laid low. Yes, man gives up the spirit, and where is he?

His sons come to honor, and he doesn't know it. They are brought low, but he doesn't perceive it of them.

His bones are full of his youth, but youth shall lie down with him in the dust.

Look at me, and be astonished. Lay your hand on your mouth.

They lie down alike in the dust. The worm covers them.

Please receive instruction from his mouth, and lay up his words in your heart.

Lay your treasure in the dust, the gold of Ophir among the stones of the brooks.

They lie all night naked without clothing, and have no covering in the cold.

They are exalted; yet a little while, and they are gone. Yes, they are brought low, they are taken out of the way as all others, and are cut off as the tops of the ears of grain.

"But those who are godless in heart lay up anger. They don't cry for help when he binds them.

when they crouch in their dens, and lie in wait in the thicket?

"Behold, I am of small account. What shall I answer you? I lay my hand on my mouth.

Pour out the fury of your anger. Look at everyone who is proud, and bring him low.

Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.