And Job answereth and saith: --
What -- thou hast helped the powerless, Saved an arm not
What -- thou hast given counsel to the unwise, And wise
plans in abundance made known.
With whom hast thou declared words? And whose breath came
forth from thee?
The Rephaim are formed, Beneath the waters, also their
Naked is Sheol over-against Him, And there is no
covering to destruction.
Stretching out the north over desolation, Hanging the earth
Binding up the waters in His thick clouds, And the cloud is
not rent under them.
Taking hold of the face of the throne, Spreading over it His
A limit He hath placed on the waters, Unto the boundary of
light with darkness.
Pillars of the heavens do tremble, And they wonder because
of His rebuke.
By His power He hath quieted the sea, And by His
understanding smitten the proud.
By His Spirit the heavens He beautified, Formed hath His
hand the fleeing serpent.
Lo, these are the borders of His way, And how little
a matter is heard of Him, And the thunder of His might Who doth understand?