< Job 26 >
1 And Job answereth and saith: —
Da svarede Job og sagde:
2 What — thou hast helped the powerless, Saved an arm not strong!
Hvad har du hjulpet den, som ingen Kraft havde? frelste du den Arm, som ingen Styrke havde?
3 What — thou hast given counsel to the unwise, And wise plans in abundance made known.
Hvorledes raadede du den, som ingen Visdom havde, og kundgjorde Indsigt til Overflod?
4 With whom hast thou declared words? And whose breath came forth from thee?
For hvem har du kundgjort Tale, og hvis Aande talte ud af dig?
5 The Rephaim are formed, Beneath the waters, also their inhabitants.
Dødningerne bæve neden under Vandene og deres Beboere.
6 Naked [is] Sheol over-against Him, And there is no covering to destruction. (Sheol )
Dødsriget ligger blottet for ham, og Afgrunden har intet Skjul. (Sheol )
7 Stretching out the north over desolation, Hanging the earth upon nothing,
Han udbreder Norden over det øde, han hænger Jorden paa intet.
8 Binding up the waters in His thick clouds, And the cloud is not rent under them.
Han binder Vandet sammen i sine Skyer, dog brister Skydækket ikke under dem.
9 Taking hold of the face of the throne, Spreading over it His cloud.
Han lukker for sin Trone, han udbreder sin Sky over den.
10 A limit He hath placed on the waters, Unto the boundary of light with darkness.
Han har draget en Grænse oven over Vandene indtil der, hvor Lyset ender i Mørke.
11 Pillars of the heavens do tremble, And they wonder because of His rebuke.
Himmelens Piller skælve og forfærdes for hans Trusel.
12 By His power He hath quieted the sea, And by His understanding smitten the proud.
Ved sin Kraft oprører han Havet, og med sin Forstand bryder han dets Hovmod.
13 By His Spirit the heavens He beautified, Formed hath His hand the fleeing serpent.
Ved hans Aande blive Himlene dejlige; hans Haand gennemborer den flygtende Slange.
14 Lo, these [are] the borders of His way, And how little a matter is heard of Him, And the thunder of His might Who doth understand?
Se, disse ere de yderste Grænser af hans Veje, og hvor svag er Lyden af det Ord, som vi have hørt deraf? Men hans Vældes Torden — hvo forstaar den!