Book 18 Job Chapter 040
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| 040:001 | Moreover the LORD answered Job, and said,   |
| 040:002 | Shall he that contendeth with the Almighty instruct him? he that reproveth God, let him answer it.   |
| 040:003 | Then Job answered the LORD, and said,   |
| 040:004 | Behold, I am vile; what shall I answer thee? I will lay mine hand upon my mouth.   |
| 040:005 | Once have I spoken; but I will not answer: yea, twice; but I will proceed no further.   |
| 040:006 | Then answered the LORD unto Job out of the whirlwind, and said,   |
| 040:007 | Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me.   |
| 040:008 | Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?   |
| 040:009 | Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like him?   |
| 040:010 | Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency; and array thyself with glory and beauty.   |
| 040:011 | Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him.   |
| 040:012 | Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down the wicked in their place.   |
| 040:013 | Hide them in the dust together; and bind their faces in secret.   |
| 040:014 | Then will I also confess unto thee that thine own right hand can save thee.   |
| 040:015 | Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox.   |
| 040:016 | Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.   |
| 040:017 | He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together.   |
| 040:018 | His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.   |
| 040:019 | He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.   |
| 040:020 | Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play.   |
| 040:021 | He lieth under the shady trees, in the covert of the reed, and fens.   |
| 040:022 | The shady trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook compass him about.   |
| 040:023 | Behold, he drinketh up a river, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth.   |
| 040:024 | He taketh it with his eyes: his nose pierceth through snares. |