Job Places His Hand over His Mouth
40Then Yahweh answered Job and said,
2“Will the faultfinder acontend with the Almighty?Let him who breproves God answer it.”3Then Job answered Yahweh and said,
4“Behold, I am insignificant; what can I respond to You?I aplace my hand over my mouth.5“Once I have spoken, and aI will not answer;Even twice, and I will add nothing more.”Yahweh Will Ask Job
6Then aYahweh answered Job out of the 1whirlwind and said, 7“Now agird up your loins like a man;I will bask you, and you make Me know.8“Will you really aannul My judgment?Will you bcondemn Me cthat you may be justified?9“Or do you have an arm like God,And can you athunder with a voice like His?10“aAdorn yourself with exaltation and loftiness,And clothe yourself with splendor and majesty.11“Pour out athe overflowings of your anger,And look on everyone who is bproud, and make him low.12“Look on everyone who is proud, and ahumble him,And btread down the wicked 1in their place.13“aHide them in the dust together;Bind their faces in the hidden place.14“Then I will also praise you,That your own right hand can save you.Behold the Behemoth
15“Behold now, 1Behemoth, which aI made along with you;It eats grass like an ox.16“Behold now, its power in its loinsAnd its vigor in the muscles of its belly.17“It hangs its tail like a cedar;The sinews of its thighs are knit together.18“Its bones are tubes of bronze;Its 1limbs are like bars of iron.19“It is the afirst of the ways of God;Let its bMaker bring near its sword.20“Surely the mountains abring it food,And all the beasts of the field bplay there.21“Under the lotus plants it lies down,In the hidden place of the reeds and the marsh.22“The lotus plants cover it with 1shade;The willows of the brook surround it.23“If a river oppresses, it is not alarmed;It is secure, though the aJordan bursts forth to its mouth.24“Can anyone capture it before its eyes,With snares can anyone pierce its nose?Can You Draw Out Leviathan?
41“1Can you draw out 2,aLeviathan with a fishhook?Or press down its tongue with a cord?2“Can you aput a 1rope in its noseOr pierce its jaw with a 2hook?3“Will it make many supplications to you,Or will he speak to you soft words?4“Will it cut a covenant with you?Will you take it for a slave forever?5“Will you play with it as with a bird,Or will you bind it for your young women?6“Will the 1traders bargain over it?Will they divide it among the merchants?7“Can you fill its skin with harpoons,Or its head with fishing spears?8“Place your hand on it;Remember the battle; 1you will not do that again!9“1Behold, 2his expectation is a lie;Will 3he be laid low even at the sight of it?10“No one is so fierce that he dares to aarouse it;Who then is he that can stand before Me?11“Who has 1,agiven to Me that I should repay him?Whatever is bunder the whole heaven is Mine.12“I will not keep silence concerning its limbs,Or its mighty strength or its graceful frame.13“Who can 1strip off its 2outer armor?Who can come with its doubled 3bridle?14“Who can open the doors of its face?Around its teeth there is dreadful terror.15“Its 1strong scales are its pride,Shut up as with a tight seal.16“One is so near to anotherThat no air can come between them.17“They cling one to another;They are interlocked and cannot be separated.18“Its sneezes flash forth light,And its eyes are like the aeyelids of the morning.19“Out of its mouth go burning torches;Sparks of fire 1leap forth.20“Out of its nostrils smoke goes forthAs from a boiling pot and burning reeds.21“Its breath kindles coals,And a flame goes forth from its mouth.22“In its neck lodges strength,And dismay leaps before it.23“The folds of its flesh cling together,Hardened upon it and is not shaken.24“Its heart is as hard as a stone,Even as hard as a lower millstone.25“When it raises itself up, the 1mighty fear,Because of the crashing they are 2bewildered.26“The sword that reaches it cannot avail,Nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.27“It regards iron as straw,Bronze as rotten wood.28“The 1arrow cannot make it flee;Slingstones are turned into stubble for it.29“Clubs are regarded as stubble;It laughs at the rattling of the javelin.30“Its underparts are like sharp potsherds;It 1spreads out like a threshing sledge on the mire.31“It makes the depths boil like a pot;It makes the sea like a jar of ointment.32“Behind it, it makes a wake to shine;One would think the deep to be gray-haired.33“aThere is nothing upon the 1dust like it,One made without terror.34“1It looks on everything that is high;It is king over all the asons of pride.”