Just as you do not know the path of the wind, and how bones are formed in the womb of the pregnant woman, so you do not know the activity of God who makes everything.

风从何道来，骨头在怀孕妇人的胎中如何长成，你尚且不得知道；这样，行万事之神的作为，你更不得知道。

你不知道气息如何进入孕妇的骨头里；照样，造万物之上帝的作为，你也无从得知。

你不知道气息如何进入孕妇的骨头里；照样，造万物之神的作为，你也无从得知。

正如你不知道风的路线，不知道骨骼在母胎中如何形成，你也无法了解创造万物之上帝的作为。

你不晓得风的路向，不知道骨头如何在孕妇胎中形成，照样，创造万物之神的作为，你也不得而知。

风有怎样的道路，骨头怎样在孕妇的腹胎中形成，你都不明白；照样，造万物之神的作为，你也不明白。

風從何道來，骨頭在懷孕婦人的胎中如何長成，你尚且不得知道；這樣，行萬事之神的作為，你更不得知道。

你不知道氣息如何進入孕婦的骨頭裏；照樣，造萬物之上帝的作為，你也無從得知。

你不知道氣息如何進入孕婦的骨頭裏；照樣，造萬物之神的作為，你也無從得知。

正如你不知道風的路線，不知道骨骼在母胎中如何形成，你也無法瞭解創造萬物之上帝的作為。

你不曉得風的路向，不知道骨頭如何在孕婦胎中形成，照樣，創造萬物之神的作為，你也不得而知。

你怎樣不知道風吹的路向如何，和骨頭在孕婦腹中怎樣長成，你也照樣不知道那行萬事的上帝之作為。

風有怎樣的道路，骨頭怎樣在孕婦的腹胎中形成，你都不明白；照樣，造萬物之神的作為，你也不明白。

風之由來、孕婦之胎、其骨如何而長、爾既不知、則成萬事之上帝、其所經營、爾亦不知也、

婦有妊、爾不知魂靈如何而畀、骨骸如何而成。上帝締造萬物、其經綸非人所能知也。

風風或作生氣之路、爾所不知、婦有孕、骨骸如何成於胎、婦有孕骨骸如何成於胎或作胎在腹中如何成形爾所不知、如此、天主創造萬物、創造萬物或作成就萬事其經綸爾亦所不知、

As you do not know the path of the wind, or how the body is formed in a mother’s womb, so you cannot understand the work of God, the Maker of all things.

You don’t know the path the wind takes. You don’t know how a baby is made inside its mother. So you can’t understand how God works either. He made everything.

As you do not know the way the spirit comes to the bones in the womb of a woman with child, so you do not know the work of God who makes everything.

Just as you cannot understand the path of the wind or the mystery of a tiny baby growing in its mother’s womb, so you cannot understand the activity of God, who does all things.

Just as you don’t know the path of the wind, or how bones develop in the womb of a pregnant woman, so also you don’t know the work of God who makes everything.

As you do not know what is the way of the wind, Or how the bones grow in the womb of her who is with child, So you do not know the works of God who makes everything.

As thou knowest not what is the way of the wind, nor how the bones do grow in the womb of her that is with child; even so thou knowest not the work of God who doeth all.

Just as you don’t know the path of the wind, or how bones develop in the womb of a pregnant woman, so you don’t know the work of God who makes everything.

As thou knowest not what[ is] the way of the spirit,[ nor] how the bones[ do grow] in the womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all.

Just as you do not know the path of the wind, or how the bones form in the womb of a pregnant woman, so you do not know the work of God who makes everything.

As you don’t know what is the way of the wind, nor how the bones grow in the womb of her who is with child; even so you don’t know the work of God who does all.

The wind blows where it wishes, and you hear the sound of it, but you do not know where it is coming from and where it is going; so is everyone who has been born of the Spirit.”

and I saw every work of God, I concluded that one cannot discover the work which has been done under the sun. Even though a person laboriously seeks, he will not discover; and even if the wise person claims to know, he cannot discover.

How great are Your works, Lord! Your thoughts are very deep.

Oh, the depth of the riches, both of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable are His judgments and unfathomable His ways!

Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth Does not become weary or tired. His understanding is unsearchable.

Lord, how many are Your works! In wisdom You have made them all; The earth is full of Your possessions.

What has been is remote and very mysterious. Who can discover it?

Who does great and unsearchable things, Wonders without number.

“ The departed spirits are made to tremble Under the waters and their inhabitants.Sheol is naked before Him, And Abaddon has no covering.He stretches out the north over empty space And hangs the earth on nothing.He wraps up the waters in His clouds, And the cloud does not burst under them.He obscures the face of the full moon And spreads His cloud over it.He has inscribed a circle on the surface of the waters At the boundary of light and darkness.The pillars of heaven tremble And are amazed at His rebuke.With His power He quieted the sea, And by His understanding He shattered Rahab.By His breath the heavens are cleared; His hand has pierced the fleeing serpent.Behold, these are the fringes of His ways; And how faint a word we hear of Him! But His mighty thunder, who can understand?”

“ Remember that you are to exalt His work, Of which people have sung.All people have seen it; Mankind looks at it from afar.Behold, God is exalted, and we do not know Him; The number of His years is unsearchable.For He draws up the drops of water; They distill rain from its celestial stream,Which clouds pour down; They drip upon mankind abundantly.Can anyone understand the spreading of the clouds, The thundering of His pavilion?Behold, He spreads His lightning about Him, And He covers the depths of the sea.For by them He judges peoples; He gives food in abundance.He covers His hands with the lightning, And commands it to strike the target.Its thundering voice declares His presence; The livestock also, concerning what is coming up.

Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell Me, if you have understanding,Who set its measurements? Since you know. Or who stretched the measuring line over it?On what were its bases sunk? Or who laid its cornerstone,When the morning stars sang together And all the sons of God shouted for joy?“ Or who enclosed the sea with doors When it went out from the womb, bursting forth;When I made a cloud its garment, And thick darkness its swaddling bands,And I placed boundaries on it And set a bolt and doors,And I said,‘ As far as this point you shall come, but no farther; And here your proud waves shall stop’?“ Have you ever in your life commanded the morning, And made the dawn know its place,So that it would take hold of the ends of the earth, And the wicked would be shaken off from it?It is changed like clay under the seal; And they stand out like a garment.Their light is withheld from the wicked, And the uplifted arm is broken.“ Have you entered the springs of the sea, And walked in the depth of the ocean?Have the gates of death been revealed to you, And have you seen the gates of deep darkness?Have you understood the expanse of the earth? Tell Me, if you know all this.“ Where is the way to the dwelling of light? And darkness, where is its place,That you would take it to its territory, And discern the paths to its home?You know, for you were born then, And the number of your days is great!Have you entered the storehouses of the snow, And have you seen the storehouses of the hail,Which I have reserved for a time of distress, For a day of war and battle?Where is the way that the light is divided, And the east wind scattered on the earth?“ Who has split open a channel for the flood, And a way for the thunderbolt,To bring rain on a land without people, On a desert without a person in it,To satisfy the waste and desolate land, And to make the seeds of grass to sprout?Does the rain have a father? Or who has fathered the drops of dew?From whose womb has come the ice? And the frost of heaven, who has given it birth?Water becomes hard like stone, And the surface of the deep is imprisoned.“ Can you tie up the chains of the Pleiades, Or untie the cords of Orion?Can you bring out a constellation in its season, And guide the Bear with her satellites?Do you know the ordinances of the heavens, Or do you establish their rule over the earth?“ Can you raise your voice to the clouds, So that an abundance of water will cover you?Can you send flashes of lightning, so that they may go And say to you,‘ Here we are’?Who has put wisdom in the innermost being, Or given understanding to the mind?Who can count the clouds by wisdom, And pour out the water jars of the heavens,When the dust hardens into a mass And the clods stick together?“ Can you hunt the prey for the lioness, Or satisfy the appetite of young lions,When they crouch in their hiding places, And lie in wait in their lair?Who prepares feed for the raven When its young cry to God, And wander about without food?“ Do you know the time the mountain goats give birth? Do you observe the calving of the deer?Can you count the months they fulfill, Or do you know the time they give birth?They kneel down, they deliver their young, They get rid of their labor pains.Their offspring become strong, they grow up in the open field; They leave and do not return to them.“ Who sent the wild donkey out free? And who opened the bonds of the swift donkey,To whom I gave the wilderness as his home, And the salt land as his dwelling place?He laughs at the turmoil of the city, He does not hear the shouting of the taskmaster.He explores the mountains of his pasture, And searches after every green thing.Will the wild bull be willing to serve you, Or will he spend the night at your feeding trough?Can you tie down the wild bull in a furrow with ropes, Or will he plow the valleys after you?Will you trust him because his strength is great, And leave your labor to him?Will you have faith in him that he will return your grain And gather it from your threshing floor?“ The wings of the ostrich flap joyously, With the pinion and feathers of love,For she abandons her eggs to the earth And warms them in the dust,And she forgets that a foot may crush them, Or that a wild animal may trample them.She treats her young cruelly, as if they were not hers; Though her labor is for nothing, she is unconcerned,Because God has made her forget wisdom, And has not given her a share of understanding.When she rushes away on high, She laughs at the horse and his rider.“ Do you give the horse his might? Do you clothe his neck with a mane?Do you make him leap like locusts? His majestic snorting is frightening.He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength; He goes out to meet the battle.He laughs at fear and is not dismayed; And he does not turn back from the sword.The quiver rattles against him, The flashing spear and javelin.He races over the ground with a roar and fury, And he does not stand still when he hears the sound of the trumpet.As often as the trumpet sounds he says,‘ Aha!’ And he senses the battle from afar, And the thunder of the captains and the war cry.“ Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars, Stretching his wings toward the south?Is it at your command that the eagle flies high, And makes his nest on high?He dwells and spends his nights on the cliff, On the rocky cliff, an inaccessible place.From there he tracks food; His eyes look at it from afar.His young ones also lick up blood greedily; And where the slain are, there he is.”

Many, Lord my God, are the wonders which You have done, And Your thoughts toward us; There is no one to compare with You. If I would declare and speak of them, They would be too numerous to count.

For You created my innermost parts; You wove me in my mother’s womb.I will give thanks to You, because I am awesomely and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, And my soul knows it very well.My frame was not hidden from You When I was made in secret, And skillfully formed in the depths of the earth;Your eyes have seen my formless substance; And in Your book were written All the days that were ordained for me, When as yet there was not one of them.

The Almighty— we cannot find Him; He is exalted in power And He will not violate justice and abundant righteousness.