Behold, he putteth no trust in his servants; And his angels he chargeth with folly:

Whose confidence shall break in sunder, And whose trust is a spider's web.

Behold, he putteth no trust in his holy ones; Yea, the heavens are not clean in his sight:

Let him not trust in vanity, deceiving himself; For vanity shall be his recompense.

Thou that tearest thyself in thine anger, Shall the earth be forsaken for thee? Or shall the rock be removed out of its place?

And Elihu the son of Barachel the Buzite answered and said, I am young, and ye are very old; Wherefore I held back, and durst not show you mine opinion.

Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave to him thy labor?