Job 40
Webster's Bible (1833)
1Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said,
2Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou to me.
3Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?
4Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like his?
5Deck thyself now with majesty and excellence; and array thyself with glory and beauty.
6Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him.
7Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down the wicked in their place.
8Hide them in the dust together; bind their faces in secret.
9Then will I also confess to thee that thy own right hand can save thee.
10Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox.
11Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
12He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his male organs are wrapped together.
13His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
14He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach him.
15Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play.
16He lieth under the shady trees, in the covert of the reed, and fens.
17The shady trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook encompass him.
18Behold, he drinketh up a river, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth.
19He taketh it with his eyes: his nose pierceth through snares.
20Canst thou draw out leviathan with a hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
21Canst thou put a hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
22Will he make many supplications to thee? will he speak soft words to thee?
23Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
24Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
25Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants.
26Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
27Lay thy hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
28Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?