It is the Almighty Creator of our beings Who sits above the circle (the horizon) of the earth, and its inhabitants are like grasshoppers; it is He Who stretches out the heavens like gauze curtains and spreads them out like a tent to dwell in, Who brings dignitaries to nothing, Who makes the judges and rulers of the earth as chaos (emptiness, falsity, and futility).
Yes, these men are scarcely planted, scarcely are they sown, scarcely does their stock take root in the earth, when the Master blows upon them and they wither, and the whirlwind or tempest takes them away like stubble.
To whom then will you liken Me, that I should be equal to him? says the Set Apart One. Lift up your eyes on high and see! Who has created these? He Who brings out their host by number and calls them all by name; through the greatness of His might and because He is strong in power, not one is missing or lacks anything.
Why, O Jacob, do you say, and declare, O Israel, My way and my lot are hidden from the Master, and my right is passed over without regard from my Almighty Creator? Have you not known? Have you not heard? The everlasting Creator of your beings, the Master, the Creator of the ends of the earth, does not faint or grow weary; there is no searching of His understanding.
He gives power to the faint and weary, and to him who has no might He increases strength causing it to multiply and making it to abound. Even youths shall faint and be weary, and selected young men shall feebly stumble and fall exhausted; but those who wait for the Master—who expect, look for, and hope in Him shall change and renew their strength and power; they shall lift their wings and mount up close to the Almighty Creator of our beings as eagles mount up to the sun; they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint or become tired.
Astonished! Dumfound! Flabbergasted! Those words vibrate within my whole being! Why not? Just one small paragraph is enough to grasp the immensity of our Father/Creator’s love for us,
