| | 1 | The LORD said to Job: | |
| | 2 | "Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him? Let him who accuses God answer him!" | |
| | 3 | Then Job answered the LORD: | |
| | 4 | "I am unworthy--how can I reply to you? I put my hand over my mouth. | |
| | 5 | I spoke once, but I have no answer--twice, but I will say no more." | |
| | 6 | Then the LORD spoke to Job out of the storm: | |
| | 7 | "Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me. | |
| | 8 | "Would you discredit my justice? Would you condemn me to justify yourself? | |
| | 9 | Do you have an arm like God's, and can your voice thunder like his? | |
| | 10 | Then adorn yourself with glory and splendor, and clothe yourself in honor and majesty. | |
| | 11 | Unleash the fury of your wrath, look at every proud man and bring him low, | |
| | 12 | look at every proud man and humble him, crush the wicked where they stand. | |
| | 13 | Bury them all in the dust together; shroud their faces in the grave. | |
| | 14 | Then I myself will admit to you that your own right hand can save you. | |
| | 15 | "Look at the behemoth, which I made along with you and which feeds on grass like an ox. | |
| | 16 | What strength he has in his loins, what power in the muscles of his belly! | |
| | 17 | His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are close-knit. | |
| | 18 | His bones are tubes of bronze, his limbs like rods of iron. | |
| | 19 | He ranks first among the works of God, yet his Maker can approach him with his sword. | |
| | 20 | The hills bring him their produce, and all the wild animals play nearby. | |
| | 21 | Under the lotus plants he lies, hidden among the reeds in the marsh. | |
| | 22 | The lotuses conceal him in their shadow; the poplars by the stream surround him. | |
| | 23 | When the river rages, he is not alarmed; he is secure, though the Jordan should surge against his mouth. | |
| | 24 | Can anyone capture him by the eyes, or trap him and pierce his nose? | |
