4 Their children are far from safety,crushed in the gate without a deliverer.
5 The hungry devour their crops;it’s taken even from the thorns,and the thirsty pant after their yield.
6 Surely trouble doesn’t come from dust,nor does distress sprout from the ground.
7 Surely humans are born to distress,just as sparks rise up.
8 But I would seek God,put my case to God,
9 who does great things beyond comprehension,wonderful things without number;
10 who provides rain over the earth’s surface,sends water to the open country,