Job 26
1 Then Job answered and said:
Forsothe Joob answeride, and seide, Whos helpere art thou?
2 How hast thou helped the weak, And strengthened the feeble arm!
whether `of the feble, and susteyneste the arm of hym, which is not strong?
3 How hast thou counselled the ignorant, And revealed wisdom in fulness!
To whom hast thou youe counsel? In hap to hym that hath not wisdom; and thou hast schewid ful myche prudence.
4 For whom hast thou uttered these words? And whose spirit spake through thee?
Ether whom woldist thou teche? whether not hym, that made brething?
5 Before Him the shades tremble Beneath the waters and their inhabitants.
Lo! giauntis weilen vnder watris, and thei that dwellen with hem.
Helle is nakid bifor hym, and noon hilyng is to perdicioun. (Sheol h7585)
7 He stretcheth out the north over empty space, And hangeth the earth upon nothing.
Which God stretchith forth the north on voide thing, and hangith the erthe on nouyt.
8 He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds, And the cloud is not rent under them.
`Which God byndith watris in her cloudis, that tho breke not out togidere dounward.
9 He covereth the face of his throne, And spreadeth his clouds upon it.
`Whych God holdith the cheer of his seete, and spredith abrood theron his cloude.
10 He hath drawn a circular bound upon the waters, To the confines of light and darkness.
He hath cumpassid a terme to watris, til that liyt and derknessis be endid.
11 The pillars of heaven tremble And are confounded at his rebuke.
The pilers of heuene tremblen, and dreden at his wille.
12 By his power he stilleth the sea, Yea, by his wisdom he smiteth its pride.
In the strengthe of hym the sees weren gaderid togidere sudeynly, and his prudence smoot the proude.
13 By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens; His hand hath formed the fleeing Serpent.
His spiryt ournede heuenes, and the crokid serpent was led out bi his hond, ledynge out as a mydwijf ledith out a child.
14 Lo! these are but the borders of his works; How faint the whisper we have heard of him! But the thunder of his power who can understand?
Lo! these thingis ben seid in partie of `hise weyes; and whanne we han herd vnnethis a litil drope of his word, who may se the thundur of his greetnesse?
