I sigh when food is put before me,
and my groans pour out like water.

If God puts no trust in His servants
and He charges His angels with foolishness,

You inspect him every morning,
and put him to the test every moment.

Should your babbling put others to silence,
so that you can keep on ridiculing
with no one to humiliate you?

He releases the bonds put on by kings
and fastens a belt around their waists.

Why do I put myself at risk
and take my life in my own hands?

You put my feet in the stocks
and stand watch over all my paths,
setting a limit for the soles of my feet.

If God puts no trust in His holy ones
and the heavens are not pure in His sight,

Let him not put trust in worthless things, being led astray,
for what he gets in exchange will prove worthless.

Make arrangements! Put up security for me.
Who else will be my sponsor?

The light in his tent grows dark,
and the lamp beside him is put out.

Look at me and shudder;
put your hand over your mouth.

How often is the lamp of the wicked put out?
Does disaster come on them?
Does He apportion destruction in His anger?

A miner puts an end to the darkness;
he probes the deepest recesses
for ore in the gloomy darkness.

But now they mock me,
men younger than I am,
whose fathers I would have refused to put
with my sheep dogs.

He puts my feet in the stocks;
He stands watch over all my paths.”

Who gave Him authority over the earth?
Who put Him in charge of the entire world?

If He put His mind to it
and withdrew the spirit and breath He gave,

when I determined its boundaries
and put its bars and doors in place,

Who put wisdom in the heart
or gave the mind understanding?

Can you put a cord through his nose
or pierce his jaw with a hook?

Can you play with him like a bird
or put him on a leash for your girls?