The proud beasts have not trodden it, Nor hath the fierce lion passed thereby.
That path no bird of prey knoweth, Neither hath the falcon's eye seen it:
He putteth forth his hand upon the flinty rock; He overturneth the mountains by the roots.
He beholdeth every thing that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride.
He layeth up sound wisdom for the upright, He is a shield to them that walk in integrity;