Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is she.

Hear this, all ye people; give ear, all ye inhabitants of the world:

Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like him?

Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.

Lo, their good is not in their hand: the counsel of the wicked is far from me.