So shall, the Almighty, become, thy precious ores, yea glittering silver unto thee!

Then lay up, in the dust, precious ore, and, among the stones of the torrent-beds, fine gold:

Will he value thy riches? Nay not precious ore, nor all the forces of strength.

Iron, out of the ore, is taken, and, stone, poureth out copper;

An assayer, have I set thee amongst my people, of gold-ore, - That thou mayest note and try their way: