Job 26
1 Then Job answered and said,
Then responded Job, and said: —
2 How hast thou helped him that is without power! how hast thou saved 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 plentifully declared sound knowledge!
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 forth from thee?
Whom hast thou taught speech? Whose inspiration hath come from thee?
5 They that are deceased tremble beneath 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 empty space, 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 closeth in 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 described a boundary upon the face of the waters, unto the confines of light and darkness.
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 rebuke.
The pillars of the heavens, are shaken, and are terrified at his rebuke:
12 He stirreth up the sea with his power, and by his understanding he smiteth through Rahab.
By his strength, hath he excited the sea, and, by his skill, hath he shattered the Crocodile:
13 By his spirit the heavens are garnished; his hand hath pierced the swift serpent.
By his spirit, hath he arched the heavens, His hand hath pierced the fleeing serpent.
14 Lo, these are but the outskirts of his ways: and how small a whisper do we hear 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?
