We dig iron out of the ground And melt copper out of the stones.
Miners explore the deepest darkness. They search the depths of the earth And dig for rocks in the darkness.
Far from where anyone lives Or human feet ever travel, They dig the shafts of mines. There they work in loneliness, Clinging to ropes in the pits.
Food grows out of the earth, But underneath the same earth All is torn up and crushed.
The stones of the earth contain sapphires, And its dust contains gold.
No hawk sees the roads to the mines, And no vulture ever flies over them.
No lion or other fierce beast Ever travels those lonely roads.
Miners dig the hardest rocks, Dig mountains away at their base.
As they tunnel through the rocks, They discover precious stones.
They dig to the sources of rivers And bring to light what is hidden.
But where can wisdom be found? 1 Where can we learn to understand?