16 Sheol, a barren womb,land that never gets its fill of water,and fire, which never says, “Enough!”
17 The eye that mocks a father,or scorns the homage due a mother,Will be plucked out by brook ravens;devoured by a brood of vultures.
18 Three things are too wonderful for me,yes, four I cannot understand:
19 The way of an eagle in the sky,the way of a serpent upon a rock,The way of a ship on the high seas,and the way of a man with a woman.
20 This is the way of an adulterous woman:she eats, wipes her mouth,and says, “I have done no wrong.”
21 Under three things the earth trembles,yes, under four it cannot bear up:
22 Under a slave who becomes king,and a fool who is glutted with food;