Job 40
1 Moreouer ye Lord spake vnto Iob, and said,
And the Lord addide, and spak to Joob,
2 Is this to learne to striue with the Almightie? he that reprooueth God, let him answere to it.
Whether he, that stryueth with God, schal haue rest so liytli? Sotheli he, that repreueth God, owith for to answere to hym.
3 Then Iob answered the Lord, saying,
Forsothe Joob answeride to the Lord,
4 Beholde, I am vile: what shall I answere thee? I will lay mine hand vpon my mouth.
and seide, What may Y answere, which haue spoke liytli? Y schal putte myn hond on my mouth.
5 Once haue I spoken, but I will answere no more, yea twise, but I will proceede no further.
Y spak o thing, which thing Y wold, that Y hadde not seid; and Y spak anothir thing, to which Y schal no more adde.
6 Againe the Lord answered Iob out of the whirle winde, and said,
Forsothe the Lord answeride to Joob fro the whirlewynd,
7 Girde vp now thy loynes like a man: I will demaunde of thee, and declare thou vnto me.
and seide, Girde thou as a man thi leendis, and Y schal axe thee, and schewe thou to me.
8 Wilt thou disanul my iudgement? or wilt thou condemne me, that thou mayst be iustified?
Whether thou schalt make voide my doom, and schalt condempne me, that thou be maad iust?
9 Or hast thou an arme like God? or doest thou thunder with a voyce like him?
And if thou hast an arm, as God hath, and if thou thundrist with lijk vois, `take thou fairnesse aboute thee,
10 Decke thy selfe now with maiestie and excellencie, and aray thy selfe with beautie and glory.
and be thou reisid an hiy, and be thou gloriouse, and be thou clothid `in faire clothis.
11 Cast abroad the indignation of thy wrath, and beholde euery one that is proude, and abase him.
Distrie thou proude men in thi woodnesse, and biholde thou, and make lowe ech bostere.
12 Looke on euery one that is arrogant, and bring him lowe: and destroy the wicked in their place.
Biholde thou alle proude men, and schende thou hem; and al to-breke thou wickid men in her place.
13 Hide them in the dust together, and binde their faces in a secret place.
Hide thou hem in dust togidere, and drenche doun her faces in to a diche.
14 Then will I confesse vnto thee also, that thy right hand can saue thee.
And Y schal knowleche, that thi riyt hond may saue thee.
15 Behold now Behemoth (whom I made with thee) which eateth grasse as an oxe.
Lo! behemot, whom Y made with thee, schal as an oxe ete hey.
16 Behold now, his strength is in his loynes, and his force is in the nauil of his belly.
His strengthe is in hise leendis, and his vertu is in the nawle of his wombe.
17 When hee taketh pleasure, his taile is like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapt together.
He streyneth his tail as a cedre; the senewis of his `stones of gendrure ben foldid togidere.
18 His bones are like staues of brasse, and his small bones like staues of yron.
Hise boonys ben as the pipis of bras; the gristil of hym is as platis of yrun.
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 bigynnyng of the weies of God; he, that made hym, schal sette his swerd to hym.
20 Surely the mountaines bring him foorth grasse, where all the beastes of the fielde play.
Hillis beren eerbis to this behemot; alle the beestis of the feeld pleien there.
21 Lyeth hee vnder the trees in the couert of the reede and fennes?
He slepith vndur schadewe, in the pryuete of rehed, in moiste places.
22 Can the trees couer him with their shadow? or can the willowes of the riuer compasse him about?
Schadewis hilen his schadewe; the salewis of the ryuer cumpassen hym.
23 Behold, he spoyleth the riuer, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw vp Iorden into his mouth.
He schal soupe vp the flood, and he schal not wondre; he hath trist, that Jordan schal flowe in to his mouth.
24 Hee taketh it with his eyes, and thrusteth his nose through whatsoeuer meeteth him.
He schal take hem bi `the iyen of hym, as bi an hook; and bi scharpe schaftis he schal perse hise nosethirlis.
