Job 40
1 Moreover the LORD answered Job, and said,
And the LORD said to Job:
2 Shall he that contends with the Almighty instruct him? he that reproves God, let him answer it.
“Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who argues with God give an answer.”
3 Then Job answered the LORD, and said,
Then Job answered the LORD:
4 Behold, I am vile; what shall I answer you? I will lay mine hand upon my mouth.
“Behold, I am insignificant. How can I reply to You? I place my hand over my mouth.
5 Once have I spoken; but I will not answer: yea, twice; but I will proceed no further.
I have spoken once, but I have no answer— twice, but I have nothing to add.”
6 Then answered the LORD unto Job out of the whirlwind, and said,
Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:
7 Gird up your loins now like a man: I will demand of you, and declare you unto me.
“Now brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall inform Me.
8 Will you also nullify my judgment? will you condemn me, that you may be righteous?
Would you really annul My justice? Would you condemn Me to justify yourself?
9 Have you an arm like God? or can you thunder with a voice like him?
Do you have an arm like God’s? Can you thunder with a voice like His?
10 Deck yourself now with majesty and excellency; and array yourself with glory and beauty.
Then adorn yourself with majesty and splendor, and clothe yourself with honor and glory.
11 Cast abroad the rage of your wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and bring low him.
Unleash the fury of your wrath; look on every proud man and bring him low.
12 Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down 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 bind their faces in secret.
Bury them together in the dust; imprison them in the grave.
14 Then will I also confess unto you that your own right hand can save you.
Then I will confess to you that your own right hand can save you.
15 Behold now behemoth, which I made with you; he eats grass as an ox.
Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He feeds on grass like an ox.
16 Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
See the strength of his loins and the power in the muscles of his belly.
17 He moves his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together.
His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.
18 His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
His bones are tubes of bronze; his limbs are rods of iron.
19 He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.
He is the foremost of God’s works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him.
20 Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play.
The hills yield him their produce, while all the beasts of the field play nearby.
21 He lies under the shady trees, in the covert of the reed, and fens.
He lies under the lotus plants, hidden among the reeds of the marsh.
22 The shady trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook compass him about.
The lotus plants conceal him in their shade; the willows of the brook surround him.
23 Behold, he drinks up a river, and hastes not: he trusts that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth.
Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid; he remains secure, though the Jordan surges to his mouth.
24 He takes it with his eyes: his nose pierces through snares.
Can anyone capture him as he looks on, or pierce his nose with a snare?
