Job 26
1 Then Job responded by saying:
Da tok Job til orde og sa:
2 Whose assistant are you? Is he weak-minded? And do you sustain the arm of him that is not strong?
Hvor du har hjulpet den avmektige, støttet den kraftløse arm!
3 To whom have you given advice? Perhaps it is to him that has no wisdom or prudence that you have revealed your many ideas.
Hvor du har gitt den uvise råd, og hvilket overmål av visdom du har lagt for dagen!
4 Who is it that you wanted to teach? Was it not him that created the breath of life?
Hvem har du fremført dine ord for, og hvis ånd har talt gjennem dig?
5 Behold, giant things groan under the waters, and they dwell with them.
Dødsrikets skygger skjelver, vannenes dyp og de som bor i dem.
Dødsriket ligger åpent for ham og avgrunnen uten dekke. (Sheol h7585)
7 He stretched out the North over emptiness, and he suspended the land over nothing.
Han breder Norden ut over det øde rum, han henger jorden på intet.
8 He secures the waters in his clouds, so that they do not burst forth downward all at once.
Han binder vannene sammen i sine skyer, og skyene brister ikke under dem.
9 He holds back the face of his throne, and he stretches his cloud over it.
Han lukker for sin trone, breder sine skyer over den.
10 He has set limits around the waters, until light and darkness shall reach their limit.
En grense har han dradd i en ring over vannene, der hvor lyset grenser til mørket.
11 The pillars of heaven tremble and are frightened at his nod.
Himmelens støtter skjelver, og de forferdes for hans trusel.
12 By his strength, the seas suddenly gather together, and his foresight has struck the arrogant.
Ved sin kraft oprører han havet, og ved sin forstand knuser han Rahab.
13 His spirit has adorned the heavens, and his birthing hand has brought forth the winding serpent.
Ved hans ånde blir himmelen klar; hans hånd gjennemborer den lettfarende drage.
14 Behold, these things have been said about his ways in part, and, since we barely have heard a small drop of his word, who will be able to gaze upon the thunder of his greatness?
Se, dette er bare utkantene av hans verk; hvor svak er lyden av det ord vi hører! Men hans veldes torden - hvem forstår den?
