“We all know how silver seams the rocks,we’ve seen the stuff from which gold is refined,We’re aware of how iron is dug out of the groundand copper is smelted from rock.Miners penetrate the earth’s darkness,searching the roots of the mountains for ore,digging away in the suffocating darkness.Far from civilization, far from the traffic,they cut a shaft,and are lowered into it by ropes.Earth’s surface is a field for grain,but its depths are a forgeFiring sapphires from stonesand chiseling gold from rocks.Vultures are blind to its riches,hawks never lay eyes on it.Wild animals are oblivious to it,lions don’t know it’s there.Miners hammer away at the rock,they uproot the mountains.They tunnel through the rockand find all kinds of beautiful gems.They discover the origins of rivers,and bring earth’s secrets to light.