Job humbleth himself to God.
Job 40:1 Moreouer ye Lord spake vnto Iob, & said, Job 40:2 Is this to learne to striue with the Almightie? he that reprooueth God, let him answere to it.
Job 40:3 Then Iob answered the Lord, saying, Job 40:4 Beholde, I am vile: what shall I answere thee? I will lay mine hand vpon my mouth. Job 40:5 Once haue I spoken, but I will answere no more, yea twise, but I will proceede no further.
God stirreth him up to shew his righteousness, power, and wisdom.
Job 40:6 Againe the Lord answered Iob out of the whirle winde, and said, Job 40:7 Girde vp now thy loynes like a man: I will demaunde of thee, and declare thou vnto me. Job 40:8 Wilt thou disanul my iudgement? or wilt thou condemne me, that thou mayst be iustified? Job 40:9 Or hast thou an arme like God? or doest thou thunder with a voyce like him? Job 40:10 Decke thy selfe now with maiestie & excellencie, & aray thy selfe with beautie & glory. Job 40:11 Cast abroad the indignation of thy wrath, and beholde euery one that is proude, and abase him. Job 40:12 Looke on euery one that is arrogant, and bring him lowe: and destroy the wicked in their place. Job 40:13 Hide them in the dust together, and binde their faces in a secret place. Job 40:14 Then will I confesse vnto thee also, that thy right hand can saue thee.
Job 40:15 Behold now Behemoth (whom I made with thee) which eateth grasse as an oxe. Job 40:16 Behold now, his strength is in his loynes, and his force is in the nauil of his belly. Job 40:17 When hee taketh pleasure, his taile is like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapt together. Job 40:18 His bones are like staues of brasse, and his small bones like staues of yron. Job 40:19 He is the chiefe of the wayes of God: he that made him, will make his sworde to approch vnto him. Job 40:20 Surely the mountaines bring him foorth grasse, where all the beastes of the fielde play. Job 40:21 Lyeth hee vnder the trees in the couert of the reede and fennes? Job 40:22 Can the trees couer him with their shadow? or can the willowes of the riuer compasse him about? Job 40:23 Behold, he spoyleth the riuer, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw vp Iorden into his mouth. Job 40:24 Hee taketh it with his eyes, and thrusteth his nose through whatsoeuer meeteth him.