Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away in the night.
The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth: and as a storm hurleth him out of his place.
For [God] shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.
[Men] shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.
Surely there is a vein for the silver, and a place for gold [where] they fine [it].
Iron is taken out of the earth, and brass [is] molten [out of] the stone.
He setteth an end to darkness, and searcheth out all perfection: the stones of darkness, and the shadow of death.
The flood breaketh out from the inhabitant; [even the waters] forgotten of the foot: they are dried up, they are gone away from men.
[As for] the earth, out of it cometh bread: and under it is turned up as it were fire.
The stones of it [are] the place of sapphires: and it hath dust of gold.
