As you do not know what is the way of the spirit, nor how the bones grow in the womb of her that is with child: even so you do not know the works of God who makes all.
Many, O LORD my God, are your wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are towards us: they cannot be recounted in order to you: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.
And I applied my heart to seek and search out by wisdom concerning all things that are done under heaven: this hard toil has God given to the sons of man to be occupied with.
He has made everything beautiful in his time: also he has put the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God makes from the beginning to the end.
Then I beheld all the work of God, that a man cannot find out the work that is done under the sun: because though a man labors to seek it out, yet he shall not find it; yea further; though a wise man thinks to know it, yet shall he not be able to find it.
Have you not known? have you not heard, that the everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends of the earth, faints not, neither is weary? There is no searching of his understanding.
The wind blows where it wills, and you hear the sound of it, but cannot tell where it comes from, and where it goes: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.