Therefore calamity will strike him suddenly;
he will be shattered instantly—beyond recovery.

Always bind them to your heart;
tie them around your neck.

She sits by the doorway of her house,
on a seat at the highest point of the city,

Who has gone up to heaven and come down?
Who has gathered the wind in His hands?
Who has bound up the waters in a cloak?
Who has established all the ends of the earth?
What is His name,
and what is the name of His Son—
if you know?

Three things are beyond me;
four I can’t understand: