There the wicked cease to make trouble,
and there the weary find rest.

“Can a person be more righteous than God,
or a man more pure than his Maker?”

He makes the stars: the Bear, Orion,
the Pleiades, and the constellations of the southern sky.

He leads counselors away barefoot
and makes judges go mad.

He makes nations great, then destroys them;
He enlarges nations, then leads them away.

He deprives the world’s leaders of reason,
and makes them wander in a trackless wasteland.

They grope around in darkness without light;
He makes them stagger like drunken men.

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For You record bitter accusations against me
and make me inherit the iniquities of my youth.

the smell of water makes it thrive
and produce twigs like a sapling.

Make arrangements! Put up security for me.
Who else will be my sponsor?

I have heard a rebuke that insults me,
and my understanding makes me reply.

When you make a decision, it will be carried out,
and light will shine on your ways.

You lift me up on the wind and make me ride it;
You scatter me in the storm.

Did not the One who made me in the womb also make them?
Did not the same God form us both in the womb?

For I do not know how to give such titles;
otherwise, my Maker would remove me in an instant.

But no one asks, “Where is God my Maker,
who provides us with songs in the night,

who gives us more understanding than the animals of the earth
and makes us wiser than the birds of the sky?”

I will get my knowledge from a distant place
and ascribe justice to my Maker.

For He makes waterdrops evaporate;
they distill the rain into its mist,

Do you know how God directs His clouds
or makes their lightning flash?

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

Does the eagle soar at your command
and make its nest on high?

He is the foremost of God’s works;
only his Maker can draw the sword against him.

Will he make a covenant with you
so that you can take him as a slave forever?

No arrow can make him flee;
slingstones become like stubble to him.

He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron;
he makes the sea like an ointment jar.