Job 5:7 YLT

⁵  Whose harvest the hungry doth eat, And even from the thorns taketh it, And the designing swallowed their wealth.

⁶  For sorrow cometh not forth from the dust, Nor from the ground springeth up misery.

⁷  For man to misery is born, And the sparks go high to fly.

⁸  Yet I -- I inquire for God, And for God I give my word,

⁹  Doing great things, and there is no searching. Wonderful, till there is no numbering.