There are three things which are too wonderful for me, yea, four which I know not:
Who is he that hides counsel without knowledge? therefore have I spoken what I did not understand; things too wonderful for me, which I did not know.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain to it.
The eye that mocks his father, and despises to obey his mother, the ravens of the valley shall pick it out, and the young eagles shall eat it.
The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid.