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Moreover the Lord answered Job, and said,
Shall hee that contendeth with the Almightie, instruct him? he that reproveth God, let him answere it.
Then Job answered the Lord , and said,
Behold, I am vile, what shall I answere thee? I will lay my hand upon my mouth.
Once have I spoken, but I will not answere: yea twise, but I will proceed no further.
Then answered the Lord unto Job out of the whirlewinde, and said:
Gird up thy loynes now like a man: I will demaund of thee, and declare thou unto me,
Wilt thou also disanul my judgement? wilt thou condemne mee, that thou mayest be righteous?
Hast thou an arme like God? or canst thou thunder with a voyce like him?
Decke thy selfe now with Majestie, and excellencie, and aray thy selfe with glory, and beautie.
Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him.
Looke on every one that is proud, and bring him low: and tread downe the wicked in their place.
Hide them in the dust together, and binde their faces in secret.
Then will I also confesse unto thee, that thine owne right hand can save thee.
Beholde now Behemoth which I made with thee, hee eateth grasse as an oxe.
Loe now, his strength is in his loynes, and his force is in the navell of his belly.
Hee moveth his taile like a Cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapt together.
His bones are as strong pieces of brasse: his bones are like barres of iron.
Hee is the chiefe of the wayes of God: he that made him, can make his sword to approach unto him.
Surely the mountaines bring him foorth foode: where all the beasts of the field play.
He lieth under the shady trees, in the covert of the reede, and fennes.
The shady trees cover him with their shaddow: the willowes of the brooke compasse him about.
Behold, he drinketh up a river, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth.
He taketh it with his eyes: his nose pearceth through snares.
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