Job 40
1 And the LORD said to Job:
And Jehovah doth answer Job, and saith: —
2 “Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who argues with God give an answer.”
Is the striver with the Mighty instructed? The reprover of God, let him answer it.
3 Then Job answered the LORD:
And Job answereth Jehovah, and saith: —
4 “Behold, I am insignificant. How can I reply to You? I place my hand over my mouth.
Lo, I have been vile, What do I return to Thee? My hand I have placed on my mouth.
5 I have spoken once, but I have no answer— twice, but I have nothing to add.”
Once I have spoken, and I answer not, And twice, and I add not.
6 Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:
And Jehovah answereth Job out of the whirlwind, and saith: —
7 “Now brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall inform Me.
Gird, I pray thee, as a man, thy loins, I ask thee, and cause thou Me to know.
8 Would you really annul My justice? Would you condemn Me to justify yourself?
Dost thou also make void My judgment? Dost thou condemn Me, That thou mayest be righteous?
9 Do you have an arm like God’s? Can you thunder with a voice like His?
And an arm like God hast thou? And with a voice like Him dost thou thunder?
10 Then adorn yourself with majesty and splendor, and clothe yourself with honor and glory.
Put on, I pray thee, excellency and loftiness, Yea, honour and beauty put on.
11 Unleash the fury of your wrath; look on every proud man and bring him low.
Scatter abroad the wrath of thine anger, And see every proud one, and make him low.
12 Look on every proud man and humble him; trample the wicked where they stand.
See every proud one — humble him, And tread down the wicked in their place.
13 Bury them together in the dust; imprison them in the grave.
Hide them in the dust together, Their faces bind in secret.
14 Then I will confess to you that your own right hand can save you.
And even I — I do praise thee, For thy right hand giveth salvation to thee.
15 Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He feeds on grass like an ox.
Lo, I pray thee, Behemoth, that I made with thee: Grass as an ox he eateth.
16 See the strength of his loins and the power in the muscles of his belly.
Lo, I pray thee, his power [is] in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly.
17 His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.
He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together,
18 His bones are tubes of bronze; his limbs are rods of iron.
His bones [are] tubes of brass, His bones [are] as a bar of iron.
19 He is the foremost of God’s works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him.
He [is] a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;
20 The hills yield him their produce, while all the beasts of the field play nearby.
For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.
21 He lies under the lotus plants, hidden among the reeds of the marsh.
Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.
22 The lotus plants conceal him in their shade; the willows of the brook surround him.
Cover him do shades, [with] their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.
23 Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid; he remains secure, though the Jordan surges to his mouth.
Lo, a flood oppresseth — he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.
24 Can anyone capture him as he looks on, or pierce his nose with a snare?
Before his eyes doth [one] take him, With snares doth [one] pierce the nose?
