Old Testament ·
Job 40
And the LORD said to Job:
“Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who argues with God give an answer.”
Then Job answered the LORD:
“Behold, I am insignificant. How can I reply to You? I place my hand over my mouth.
I have spoken once, but I have no answer— twice, but I have nothing to add.”
Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:
“Now brace yourself* like a man; I will question you, and you shall inform Me.*
Would you really annul My justice? Would you condemn Me to justify yourself?
Do you have an arm like God’s? Can you thunder with a voice like His?
Then adorn yourself with majesty and splendor, and clothe yourself with honor and glory.
Unleash the fury of your wrath; look on every proud man and bring him low.
Look on every proud man and humble him; trample the wicked where they stand.
Bury them together in the dust; imprison them in the grave.*
Then I will confess to you that your own right hand can save you.
Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He feeds on grass like an ox.
See the strength of his loins and the power in the muscles of his belly.
His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.
His bones are tubes of bronze; his limbs are rods of iron.
He is the foremost of God’s works;* only his Maker can draw the sword against him.
The hills yield him their produce, while all the beasts of the field play nearby.
He lies under the lotus plants,* hidden among the reeds of the marsh.
The lotus plants conceal him in their shade; the willows* of the brook surround him.
Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid; he remains secure, though the Jordan surges to his mouth.
Can anyone capture him as he looks on, or pierce his nose with a snare?
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