To a man, whose way is concealed, And GOD hath straitly enclosed him?

Is not, thy reverence, thy confidence? And is not, thy hope, the very integrity of thy ways?

Lo! that, is the joy of his way, - and, out of the dust, shall others spring up.

Lo! he may slay me, yet , for him, will I wait, - Nevertheless, my ways - unto his face, will I show to be right:

That the righteous may hold on his way, and, the clean of hands, increase in strength.

My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest;

Yet they said unto GOD, Depart from us, and, In the knowledge of thy ways, find we no pleasure.

Have ye not asked the passers-by in the way? And, their signs, can ye not recognise?

Who can declare - to his face - his way? And, what, he, hath done, who shall recompense to him?

Is it a pleasure to the Almighty, that thou shouldst be righteous? or any profit, that thou shouldst be blameless in thy ways?

And thou shalt decree a purpose, and it shall be fulfilled unto thee, and, upon thy ways, shall have shone a light;

But, he, knoweth the way that I choose, Having tried me, as gold, I shall come forth.

Of his steps, my foot taketh hold, His way, have I kept, and not swerved;

They turn aside the needy out of the way, at once, are the humbled of the land made to hide themselves.

They, have become rebels against the light, - they are not acquainted with the ways thereof, neither abide they in the paths thereof.

Swift is he on the face of the waters, Speedily vanished their share in the land, He turneth not to the way of the vineyards.

It is given him to be secure, and confident, yet, his eyes, are upon their ways.

Lo! these, are the fringes of his way, and what a whisper of a word hath been heard of him! But, the thunder of his might, who could understand?

Mortal knoweth not the way thereof, neither can it be found in the land of the living;

GOD, understandeth the way thereof, and, he, discerneth the place thereof;

When he made, for the rain, a decree, and a way for the lightning of thunders,

I chose out their way, and sat chief, - and abode, as king, in an army, as one who, to mourners, giveth comfort.

Would, he, not see my ways? and of all my steps, take account?

If my goings have swerved from the way, - and, after mine eyes, hath gone my heart, and, to my hands, hath adhered any stain,

For, in one way, GOD may speak, - and, in a second way, one may not heed it: -

Lo! a these things, doth GOD work, two ways, three, with a man;

And is on the way to keep company, with the workers of iniquity, and to walk with lawless men.

For, his eyes, are on the ways of a man, and, all his footsteps, he beholdeth, -

Forasmuch, as they turned from following him, and, none of his ways, did they teach;

Who enjoined on him his way? and who ever said, Thou hast wrought perversity?

Where then is the way, the light shall abide? And, the darkness, where then is its place?

Where then is the way the lightning is parted? The east wind spreadeth itself abroad over the earth.

Who hath cloven - for the torrent - a channel? Or a way for the lightning of thunders;

He, is the beginning of the ways of GOD, Let his maker, present him his sword: