Will it be well when He searches you out? Or can you mock Him as one mocks a man?
I, the Lord, search the heart, I test the mind, Even to give every man according to his ways, According to the fruit of his doings.
Would not God search this out? For He knows the secrets of the heart.
Now therefore, do not be mockers, Lest your bonds be made strong; For I have heard from the Lord God of hosts, A destruction determined even upon the whole earth.
Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties;
Oh, that Job were tried to the utmost, Because his answers are like those of wicked men!
Are not mockers with me? And does not my eye dwell on their provocation?
With Him are strength and prudence. The deceived and the deceiver are His.
But man dies and is laid away; Indeed he breathes his last And where is he?