Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

Canst thou by searching find out God? canst thou find out the Almighty unto perfection?

The measure thereof is longer than the earth, and broader than the sea.

Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand?

Who is he that hideth counsel without knowledge? therefore have I uttered that I understood not; things too wonderful for me, which I knew not.

Surely I am more brutish than any man, and have not the understanding of a man.

Who hath ascended up into heaven, or descended? who hath gathered the wind in his fists? who hath bound the waters in a garment? who hath established all the ends of the earth? what is his name, and what is his son's name, if thou canst tell?

O the depth of the riches both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable are his judgments, and his ways past finding out!