1Moreover the Lord answered Job, and said:2Shall the one who contends with the Almighty correct Him? He who rebukes God, let him answer it.3Then Job answered the Lord and said:4Behold, I am vile; What shall I answer You? I lay my hand over my mouth.5Once I have spoken, but I will not answer; Yes, twice, but I will proceed no further.6Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said:7Now prepare yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer Me:8Would you indeed annul My judgment? Would you condemn Me that you may be justified?9Have you an arm like God? Or can you thunder with a voice like His?10Then adorn yourself with majesty and splendor, and array yourself with glory and beauty.11Disperse the rage of your wrath; Look on everyone who is proud, and humble him.12Look on everyone who is proud, and bring him low; Tread down the wicked in their place.13Hide them in the dust together, Bind their faces in hidden darkness.14Then I will also confess to you That your own right hand can save you.15Look now at the behemoth, which I made along with you; He eats grass like an ox.16See now, his strength is in his hips, And his power is in his stomach muscles.17He moves his tail like a cedar; The sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.18His bones are like beams of bronze, His ribs like bars of iron.19He is the first of the ways of God; Only He who made him can bring near His sword.20Surely the mountains yield food for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.21He lies under the lotus trees, In a covert of reeds and marsh.22The lotus trees cover him with their shade; The willows by the brook surround him.23Indeed the river may rage, Yet he is not disturbed; He is confident, though the Jordan gushes into his mouth,24Though he takes it in his eyes, Or one pierces his nose with a snare.1Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook, Or snare his tongue with a line which you lower?2Can you put a reed through his nose, Or pierce his jaw with a hook?3Will he make many supplications to you? Will he speak softly to you?4Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him as a servant forever?5Will you play with him as with a bird, Or will you leash him for your maidens?6Will your companions make a banquet of him? Will they apportion him among the merchants?7Can you fill his skin with harpoons, Or his head with fishing spears?8Lay your hand on him; Remember the battle--Never do it again!9Indeed, any hope of overcoming him is false; Shall one not be overwhelmed at the sight of him?10No one is so fierce that he would dare stir him up. Who then is able to stand against Me?11Who has preceded Me, that I should pay him? Everything under heaven is Mine.12I will not conceal his limbs, His mighty power, or his graceful proportions.13Who can remove his outer coat? Who can approach him with a double bridle?14Who can open the doors of his face, With his terrible teeth all around?15His rows of scales are his pride, Shut up tightly as with a seal;16One is so near another That no air can come between them;17They are joined one to another, They stick together and cannot be parted.18His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.19Out of his mouth go burning lights; Sparks of fire shoot out.20Smoke goes out of his nostrils, As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.21His breath kindles coals, And a flame goes out of his mouth.22Strength dwells in his neck, And sorrow dances before him.23The folds of his flesh are joined together; They are firm on him and cannot be moved.24His heart is as hard as stone, Even as hard as the lower millstone.25When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid; Because of his crashings they are beside themselves.26Though the sword reaches him, it cannot avail; Nor does spear, dart, or javelin.27He regards iron as straw, And bronze as rotten wood.28The arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones become like stubble to him.29Darts are regarded as straw; He laughs at the threat of javelins.30His undersides are like sharp potsherds; He spreads pointed marks in the mire.31He makes the deep boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.32He leaves a shining wake behind him; One would think the deep had white hair.33On earth there is nothing like him, Which is made without fear.34He beholds every high thing; He is king over all the children of pride.