3 I have seen the foolish taking root, but suddenly I cursed his habitation.
4 His children are far from safety. They are crushed in the gate. Neither is there any to deliver them,
5 whose harvest the hungry eats up, and take it even out of the thorns. The snare gapes for their substance.
6 For affliction doesn’t come out of the dust, neither does trouble spring out of the ground;
7 but man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.
8 “But as for me, I would seek God. I would commit my cause to God,
9 who does great things that can’t be fathomed, marvelous things without number;