Job 40
1 Moreouer ye Lord spake vnto Iob, and said,
Moreover Jehovah spake to Job, and said:
2 Is this to learne to striue with the Almightie? he that reprooueth God, let him answere to it.
Will the censurer of the Almighty contend with him? Will the reprover of God answer?
3 Then Iob answered the Lord, saying,
Then Job answered Jehovah, and said:
4 Beholde, I am vile: what shall I answere thee? I will lay mine hand vpon my mouth.
Behold, I am vile! what can I answer thee? I will lay my hand upon my mouth.
5 Once haue I spoken, but I will answere no more, yea twise, but I will proceede no further.
Once have I spoken, but I will not speak again; Yea, twice, but I will say no more.
6 Againe the Lord answered Iob out of the whirle winde, and said,
Then spake Jehovah to 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.
Gird up now thy loins like a man! I will ask thee, and do thou instruct me!
8 Wilt thou disanul my iudgement? or wilt thou condemne me, that thou mayst be iustified?
Wilt thou even disannul my right? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayst be righteous?
9 Or hast thou an arme like God? or doest thou thunder with a voyce like him?
Hast thou an arm like God's? Or canst thou thunder with thy voice like him?
10 Decke thy selfe now with maiestie and excellencie, and aray thy selfe with beautie and glory.
Deck thyself with grandeur and majesty, And array thyself in splendor and glory!
11 Cast abroad the indignation of thy wrath, and beholde euery one that is proude, and abase him.
Send forth the fury of thy wrath! Look upon every proud one, and abase him!
12 Looke on euery one that is arrogant, and bring him lowe: and destroy the wicked in their place.
Look upon every proud one, and bring him low; Yea, tread down the wicked in their place!
13 Hide them in the dust together, and binde their faces in a secret place.
Hide them in the dust together; Shut up their faces in darkness!
14 Then will I confesse vnto thee also, that thy right hand can saue thee.
Then, indeed, will I give thee the praise, That thine own right hand can save thee.
15 Behold now Behemoth (whom I made with thee) which eateth grasse as an oxe.
Behold the river-horse, which I have made as well as thyself; He feedeth on grass like the ox.
16 Behold now, his strength is in his loynes, and his force is in the nauil of his belly.
Behold, what strength is in his loins! And what force 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.
He bendeth his tail, like the cedar, And the sinews of his thighs are twisted together.
18 His bones are like staues of brasse, and his small bones like staues of yron.
His bones are pipes of brass, And his limbs are bars 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 chief among the works of God; He that made him gave him his sword.
20 Surely the mountaines bring him foorth grasse, where all the beastes of the fielde play.
For the mountains supply him with food, Where all the beasts of the field play.
21 Lyeth hee vnder the trees in the couert of the reede and fennes?
He lieth down under the lote-plants, In the covert of reeds, and in the fens.
22 Can the trees couer him with their shadow? or can the willowes of the riuer compasse him about?
The lote-plants cover him with their shadow, And the willows of the brook compass him about.
23 Behold, he spoyleth the riuer, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw vp Iorden into his mouth.
Lo! the stream overfloweth, but he starteth not; He is unmoved though Jordan rush forth even to his mouth.
24 Hee taketh it with his eyes, and thrusteth his nose through whatsoeuer meeteth him.
Can one take him before his eyes, Or pierce his nose with hooks?
