8. Who maketh the king in his secret place and him that the vultures did devour to sleep the same sleep;
9. Who confoundeth the sea, but leadeth the ant to her desire.
10. Have not I sharpened the beak of the kite against the day of thy hope; the raven’s beak against the eyes of thy young men?
11. I shall bar thee from thy joy with a thread of gossamer; I shall bind thy sin to thy children’s children with ropes of adamant.
12. The rock is a bolt for My treasure-house. Thou knockest in vain upon the doors thereof.
13. Who art thou that eternity should hold parley with thee, or the pits of the sky be thy fortress?
14. Thou abidest in My sight as the smoke of a sacrifice, or as the grey moth in the conspection of the stars.
15. What hast thou if thou hast not Me? Thou takest to thee strange wine, and the kiss of the asp that it comfort thee.
16. Awake, let it be always day with thee! Know that I am the Lord,
17. Who ordaineth His truth as the mountains, and the dust as stars that conceive;