Job

2 “Does an admonisher dispute with Shaddai?

let him who corrects God answer it.”

4 “Here I am, insignificant—what reply should I make?

I lay my hand on my mouth.

5 I did speak once, but will not answer—

and twice; but I will do it no more.”

7 “Gird your loins like a man

so that I may ask you questions and you inform me.

8 Will you even quash my judgment,

hold me in the wrong so that you may be in the right?

9 Or do you have an arm like God’s,

do you thunder with a voice like his?

10 Bedeck yourself with dignity and sublimity,

robing yourself in majesty and splendor,

11* Hurl the rages of your anger,

and see every proud one and bring him low,

12* See every overweening one and humble him,

crumple wrong-doers where they stand,

13* Bury them in the ground together,

envelop their faces in sod,

14 And I too will praise you

that your right hand has made good your cause.

15* Here is Behemoth, that I made with you;

it eats grass like cattle.

16 Here is the strength in its back

and the vigor in the muscles of its belly.

17* It holds its tail stiff as a cedar;

the sinews of its hams are ropy.

18* Its bones are copper pipes,

its backbone like a bar of iron.

19* First of Deity’s undertakings is this,

made as he was bringing on his chisel.

20** For mountains bear growth for it,

and all beasts of the wilds play there.

21 Under jujube-trees it lies,

in a blind of reeds and morass,

22* Jujube-trees cover it with its shade,

arroyo poplars surround it.

23** Suppose a river overflows, it is not nervous;

it is undaunted though a Jordan bursts against its mouth;

24* In its eyes it takes it;

it has its nose bored with baits.