Is not disaster to the perverse, and calamity to the workers of iniquity?

who goes in company with the workers of iniquity, and walks with wicked men?

There is no darkness, nor shadow of death to hide there the workers of iniquity.

yea, wonder at him, and yet they see him but afar off.

And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.

Pillars of the heavens do tremble, And they wonder because of His rebuke.

God will thunder with his voice of wonder, doing great things, and we shall not know.

Take note of me and be full of wonder, put your hand on your mouth.

Look away from him and leave him alone, so he can enjoy his time, like a hired worker."

My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.

Hear this, O Job, Stand and consider the wonders of God.

Dost thou know the balancings of a cloud? The wonders of the Perfect in knowledge?

Who does great things past finding out; yea, and wonders without number.

He does great and unsearchable things,
wonders without number.