Job 40
1 And the Lord addressed Job, and said,
Moreover Jehovah spake to Job, and said:
2 Will he that contendeth with the Almighty yet find fault? him that reproveth God answer this.
Will the censurer of the Almighty contend with him? Will the reprover of God answer?
3 Then answered Job the Lord, and said,
Then Job answered Jehovah, and said:
4 Behold, I am too vile: what shall I answer thee? my hand do I place on my mouth.
Behold, I am vile! what can I answer thee? I will lay my hand upon my mouth.
5 Once have I spoken; but I will not answer: yea, twice; but I will not repeat it again.
Once have I spoken, but I will not speak again; Yea, twice, but I will say no more.
6 Then answered the Lord unto Job out of the storm-wind, and said,
Then spake Jehovah to Job out of the whirlwind, and said:
7 Do but gird up like a mighty man thy loins: I will ask thee, and do thou inform me.
Gird up now thy loins like a man! I will ask thee, and do thou instruct me!
8 Wilt thou indeed annul my decree? wilt thou condemn me, in order that thou mayest appear righteous?
Wilt thou even disannul my right? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayst be righteous?
9 But if thou hast an arm like God, or if thou canst thunder loudly like him:
Hast thou an arm like God's? Or canst thou thunder with thy voice like him?
10 Then do deck thyself with excellence and greatness, and clothe thyself in majesty and glory.
Deck thyself with grandeur and majesty, And array thyself in splendor and glory!
11 Scatter abroad the ragings of thy wrath, and look on every proud one, and humble him.
Send forth the fury of thy wrath! Look upon every proud one, and abase him!
12 Look on every proud one, and bend him low; and tread down 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 altogether: bind up their faces in concealment.
Hide them in the dust together; Shut up their faces in darkness!
14 Then will I also myself praise thee, when thy own right hand hath helped thee.
Then, indeed, will I give thee the praise, That thine own right hand can save thee.
15 Only behold Behemoth, which I made near thee: grass he eateth like the ox.
Behold the river-horse, which I have made as well as thyself; He feedeth on grass like the ox.
16 Only see, [how great] is his strength in his loins, and his force, in the muscles of his belly.
Behold, what strength is in his loins! And what force in the muscles of his belly!
17 He stretcheth out his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his loins are closely wrapped together.
He bendeth his tail, like the cedar, And the sinews of his thighs are twisted together.
18 His bones are like pipes of brass: his frame is like bars of iron.
His bones are pipes of brass, And his limbs are bars of iron.
19 He is the first in rank of the works of God: he that made him can alone bring his sword near unto him.
He is chief among the works of God; He that made him gave him his sword.
20 But truly the mountains bear for him his food, and all the beasts of the field play there.
For the mountains supply him with food, Where all the beasts of the field play.
21 Under shady trees he lieth down, in the covert of the reeds, and swamp.
He lieth down under the lote-plants, In the covert of reeds, and in the fens.
22 Shady trees cover him as his shadow: willows of the brook encompass him about.
The lote-plants cover him with their shadow, And the willows of the brook compass him about.
23 Behold, a river sweepeth violently along, but he hasteneth not away: he remaineth quiet, though a Jordan rusheth up to his mouth.
Lo! the stream overfloweth, but he starteth not; He is unmoved though Jordan rush forth even to his mouth.
24 Can one catch him before his eyes? pierce his nose by means of snares?—
Can one take him before his eyes, Or pierce his nose with hooks?
