Job 40
1 Moreouer ye Lord spake vnto Iob, and said,
And the LORD said to Job:
2 Is this to learne to striue with the Almightie? he that reprooueth God, let him answere to it.
“Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who argues with God give an answer.”
3 Then Iob answered the Lord, saying,
Then Job answered the LORD:
4 Beholde, I am vile: what shall I answere thee? I will lay mine hand vpon my mouth.
“Behold, I am insignificant. How can I reply to You? I place my hand over my mouth.
5 Once haue I spoken, but I will answere no more, yea twise, but I will proceede no further.
I have spoken once, but I have no answer— twice, but I have nothing to add.”
6 Againe the Lord answered Iob out of the whirle winde, and said,
Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:
7 Girde vp now thy loynes like a man: I will demaunde of thee, and declare thou vnto me.
“Now brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall inform Me.
8 Wilt thou disanul my iudgement? or wilt thou condemne me, that thou mayst be iustified?
Would you really annul My justice? Would you condemn Me to justify yourself?
9 Or hast thou an arme like God? or doest thou thunder with a voyce like him?
Do you have an arm like God’s? Can you thunder with a voice like His?
10 Decke thy selfe now with maiestie and excellencie, and aray thy selfe with beautie and glory.
Then adorn yourself with majesty and splendor, and clothe yourself with honor and glory.
11 Cast abroad the indignation of thy wrath, and beholde euery one that is proude, and abase him.
Unleash the fury of your wrath; look on every proud man and bring him low.
12 Looke on euery one that is arrogant, and bring him lowe: and destroy the wicked in their place.
Look on every proud man and humble him; trample the wicked where they stand.
13 Hide them in the dust together, and binde their faces in a secret place.
Bury them together in the dust; imprison them in the grave.
14 Then will I confesse vnto thee also, that thy right hand can saue thee.
Then I will confess to you that your own right hand can save you.
15 Behold now Behemoth (whom I made with thee) which eateth grasse as an oxe.
Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He feeds on grass like an ox.
16 Behold now, his strength is in his loynes, and his force is in the nauil of his belly.
See the strength of his loins and the power in the muscles of his belly.
17 When hee taketh pleasure, his taile is like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapt together.
His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.
18 His bones are like staues of brasse, and his small bones like staues of yron.
His bones are tubes of bronze; his limbs are rods of iron.
19 He is the chiefe of the wayes of God: he that made him, will make his sworde to approch vnto him.
He is the foremost of God’s works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him.
20 Surely the mountaines bring him foorth grasse, where all the beastes of the fielde play.
The hills yield him their produce, while all the beasts of the field play nearby.
21 Lyeth hee vnder the trees in the couert of the reede and fennes?
He lies under the lotus plants, hidden among the reeds of the marsh.
22 Can the trees couer him with their shadow? or can the willowes of the riuer compasse him about?
The lotus plants conceal him in their shade; the willows of the brook surround him.
23 Behold, he spoyleth the riuer, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw vp Iorden into his mouth.
Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid; he remains secure, though the Jordan surges to his mouth.
24 Hee taketh it with his eyes, and thrusteth his nose through whatsoeuer meeteth him.
Can anyone capture him as he looks on, or pierce his nose with a snare?
