1. Call now; is there any that will answer thee? And to which of the holy ones wilt thou turn?
2. For vexation killeth the foolish man, And jealousy slayeth the silly one.
3. I have seen the foolish taking root: But suddenly I cursed his habitation.
4. His children are far from safety, And they are crushed in the gate, Neither is there any to deliver them:
5. Whose harvest the hungry eateth up, And taketh it even out of the thorns; And the snare gapeth for their substance.
6. For affliction cometh not forth from the dust, Neither doth trouble spring out of the ground;
7. But man is born unto trouble, As the sparks fly upward.
8. But as for me, I would seek unto God, And unto God would I commit my cause;