For you shall be in league with the stones of the field. The animals of the field shall be at peace with you.

You shall know that your tent is in peace. You shall visit your fold, and shall miss nothing.

Thick clouds are a covering to him, so that he doesn't see. He walks on the vault of the sky.'

They cut their provender in the field. They glean the vineyard of the wicked.

then let me sow, and let another eat. Yes, let the produce of my field be rooted out.

Who has cut a channel for the flood water, or the path for the thunderstorm;

Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth, and do not return again.

Surely the mountains produce food for him, where all the animals of the field play.