| 1 | Moreover Jehovah answered Job, and said, |
| 2 | Shall he that cavilleth contend with the Almighty? He that argueth with God, let him answer it. |
| 3 | Then Job answered Jehovah, and said, |
| 4 | Behold, I am of small account; What shall I answer thee? I lay my hand upon my mouth. |
| 5 | Once have I spoken, and I will not answer; Yea, twice, but I will proceed no further. |
| 6 | Then Jehovah answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said, |
| 7 | Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me. |
| 8 | Wilt thou even annul my judgment? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified? |
| 9 | Or hast thou an arm like God? And canst thou thunder with a voice like him? |
| 10 | Deck thyself now with excellency and dignity; And array thyself with honor and majesty. |
| 11 | Pour forth the overflowings of thine anger; And look upon every one that is proud, and abase him. |
| 12 | Look on every one that is proud, [and] bring him low; And tread down the wicked where they stand. |
| 13 | Hide them in the dust together; Bind their faces in the hidden [place]. |
| 14 | Then will I also confess of thee That thine own right hand can save thee. |
| 15 | Behold now, behemoth, which I made as well as thee; He eateth grass as an ox. |
| 16 | Lo now, his strength is in his loins, And his force is in the muscles of his belly. |
| 17 | He moveth his tail like a cedar: The sinews of his thighs are knit together. |
| 18 | His bones are [as] tubes of brass; His limbs are like bars of iron. |
| 19 | He is the chief of the ways of God: He [only] that made him giveth him his sword. |
| 20 | Surely the mountains bring him forth food, Where all the beasts of the field do play. |
| 21 | He lieth under the lotus-trees, In the covert of the reed, and the fen. |
| 22 | The lotus-trees cover him with their shade; The willows of the brook compass him about. |
| 23 | Behold, if a river overflow, he trembleth not; He is confident, though a Jordan swell even to his mouth. |
| 24 | Shall any take him when he is on the watch, Or pierce through his nose with a snare? |
