2 For wrath killeth the foolish man,and envy 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 robber swalloweth up their substance.
6 Although affliction cometh not forth of the dust,neither doth trouble spring out of the ground;
7 yet man is born unto trouble,as the sparks fly upward.
8 I would seek unto God,and unto God would I commit my cause: