Job 8:11-19

11Doth the papyrus shoot up without mire? doth the reed-grass grow without water?

12Whilst it is yet in its greenness [and] not cut down, it withereth before any [other] grass.

13So are the paths of all that forget 1God; and the profane man's hope shall perish,

14Whose confidence shall be cut off, and his reliance is a spider's web.

15He shall lean upon his house, and it shall not stand; he shall lay hold on it, but it shall not endure.

16He is full of sap before the sun, and his sprout shooteth forth over his garden;

17His roots are entwined about the stoneheap; he seeth the place of stones.

18If he destroy him from his place, then it shall deny him: I have not seen thee!

19Behold, this is the joy of his way, and out of the dust shall others grow.