American Standard Version of 1901
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Call now; is there any that will answer thee?And to which of the holy ones wilt thou turn?
For vexation killeth the foolish man,And {Or, indignation}jealousy slayeth the silly one.
I have seen the foolish taking root:But suddenly I cursed his habitation.
His children are far from safety,And they are crushed in the gate,Neither is there any to deliver them:
Whose harvest the hungry eateth up,And taketh it even out of the thorns;And {According to Vulgate, the thirsty swallow up.}the snare gapeth for their substance.