Job 26
1 But Job answered and said,
Then responded Job, and said: —
2 How hast thou helped him that is without power? how savest thou the arm that hath no strength?
How hast thou given help to one of no-strength? given victory to an arm of no-power?
3 How hast thou counselled him that hath no wisdom? and how hast thou plentifully declared the thing as it is?
How hast thou given counsel to one of no-wisdom? or, effective wisdom, abundantly made known?
4 To whom hast thou uttered words? and whose spirit came from thee?
Whom hast thou taught speech? Whose inspiration hath come from thee?
5 Dead things are formed from under the waters, and the inhabitants thereof.
The shades, tremble, beneath the waters and their inhabitants;
Naked is hades before him, and there is no covering to destruction; (Sheol h7585)
7 He stretcheth out the north over the empty place, and hangeth the earth upon nothing.
Who stretcheth out the north over emptiness, hangeth the earth upon nothingness;
8 He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds; and the cloud is not rent under them.
Who bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds, and the cloud is not rent beneath them;
9 He holdeth back the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloud upon it.
Who shutteth-in the face of the throne, he spreadeth over it his cloud;
10 He hath compassed the waters with bounds, until the day and night come to an end.
A, boundary, hath he encircled on the face of the waters, as far as where light ends in darkness;
11 The pillars of heaven tremble and are astonished at his reproof.
The pillars of the heavens, are shaken, and are terrified at his rebuke:
12 He divideth the sea with his power, and by his understanding he smiteth through the proud.
By his strength, hath he excited the sea, and, by his skill, hath he shattered the Crocodile:
13 By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens; his hand hath formed the crooked serpent.
By his spirit, hath he arched the heavens, His hand hath pierced the fleeing serpent.
14 Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand?
Lo! these, are the fringes of his way, and what a whisper of a word hath been heard of him! But, the thunder of his might, who could understand?
