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1I have seen the fool taking root, but suddenly I cursed his dwelling.
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His children are 2far from safety; they are crushed in 3the gate, and there is no one to deliver them.
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The hungry eat his harvest, and he takes it even out of thorns, and the thirsty pant after his wealth.
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For affliction does not come from the dust, nor does trouble sprout from the ground,
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but man is 4born to trouble as the sparks fly upward.
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"As for me, I would seek God, and to God would I commit my cause,
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who 5does great things and 6unsearchable, 7marvelous things without number:
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he gives 8rain on the earth and sends waters on the fields;
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he 9sets on high those who are lowly, and those who mourn are lifted to safety.
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He 10frustrates the devices of the crafty, so that their hands achieve no success.
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He 11catches the wise in their own craftiness, and the schemes of the wily are brought to a quick end.