Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.
Lo, these `are' the borders of His way, And how little a matter is heard of Him, And the thunder of His might Who doth understand?
`Who `is' this, hiding counsel without knowledge?' Therefore, I have declared, and understand not, Too wonderful for me, and I know not.
To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. Till when, O Jehovah, Dost Thou forget me? -- for ever? Till when dost Thou hide Thy face from me?
Much hast Thou done, Jehovah my God; Thy wonders and Thy thoughts toward us, There is none to arrange unto Thee, I declare and speak: They have been more than to be numbered.
Three things have been too wonderful for me, Yea, four that I have not known:
O depth of riches, and wisdom and knowledge of God! how unsearchable His judgments, and untraceable His ways!