< Job 40 >

1 Moreover Jehovah spake to Job, and said:
And the Lord went on, and said to Job:
2 Will the censurer of the Almighty contend with him? Will the reprover of God answer?
Shall he that contendeth with God be so easily silenced? surely he that reproveth God, ought to answer him.
3 Then Job answered Jehovah, and said:
Then Job answered the Lord, and said:
4 Behold, I am vile! what can I answer thee? I will lay my hand upon my mouth.
What can I answer, who hath spoken inconsiderately? I will lay my hand upon my mouth.
5 Once have I spoken, but I will not speak again; Yea, twice, but I will say no more.
One thing I have spoken, which I wish I had not said: and another, to which I will add no more.
6 Then spake Jehovah to Job out of the whirlwind, and said:
And the Lord answering Job out of the whirlwind, said:
7 Gird up now thy loins like a man! I will ask thee, and do thou instruct me!
Gird up thy loins like a man: I will ask thee, and do thou tell me.
8 Wilt thou even disannul my right? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayst be righteous?
Wilt thou make void my judgment: and condemn me, that thou mayst be justified?
9 Hast thou an arm like God's? Or canst thou thunder with thy voice like him?
And hast thou an arm like God, and canst thou thunder with a voice like him?
10 Deck thyself with grandeur and majesty, And array thyself in splendor and glory!
Clothe thyself with beauty, and set thyself up on high and be glorious, and put on goodly garments.
11 Send forth the fury of thy wrath! Look upon every proud one, and abase him!
Scatter the proud in thy indignation, and behold every arrogant man, and humble him.
12 Look upon every proud one, and bring him low; Yea, tread down the wicked in their place!
Look on all that are proud, and confound them, and crush the wicked in their place.
13 Hide them in the dust together; Shut up their faces in darkness!
Hide them in the dust together, and plunge their faces into the pit.
14 Then, indeed, will I give thee the praise, That thine own right hand can save thee.
Then I will confess that thy right hand is able to save thee.
15 Behold the river-horse, which I have made as well as thyself; He feedeth on grass like the ox.
Behold behemoth whom I made with thee, he eateth grass like an ox.
16 Behold, what strength is in his loins! And what force in the muscles of his belly!
His strength is in his loins, and his force in the navel of his belly.
17 He bendeth his tail, like the cedar, And the sinews of his thighs are twisted together.
He setteth up his tail like a cedar, the sinews of his testicles are wrapped together.
18 His bones are pipes of brass, And his limbs are bars of iron.
His bones are like pipes of brass, his gristle like plates of iron.
19 He is chief among the works of God; He that made him gave him his sword.
He is the beginning of the ways of God, who made him, he will apply his sword.
20 For the mountains supply him with food, Where all the beasts of the field play.
To him the mountains bring forth grass: there all the beasts of the field shall play.
21 He lieth down under the lote-plants, In the covert of reeds, and in the fens.
He sleepeth under the shadow, in the covert of the reed, and in moist places.
22 The lote-plants cover him with their shadow, And the willows of the brook compass him about.
The shades cover his shadow, the willows of the brook shall compass him about.
23 Lo! the stream overfloweth, but he starteth not; He is unmoved though Jordan rush forth even to his mouth.
Behold, he will drink up a river, and not wonder: and he trusteth that the Jordan may run into his mouth.
24 Can one take him before his eyes, Or pierce his nose with hooks?
In his eyes as with a hook he shall take him, and bore through his nostrils with stakes.

< Job 40 >