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,marvellous things without number;
10 who gives rain on the earth,and sends waters on the fields;
11 so that he sets up on high those who are low,those who mourn are exalted to safety.