1 Moreover the LORD answered Job, and said, 2 Shall he that contendeth with the Almighty instruct him? he that reproveth God, let him answer it.

3 Then Job answered the LORD, and said, 4 Behold, I am vile; what shall I answer thee? I will lay mine hand upon my mouth. 5 Once have I spoken; but I will not answer: yea, twice; but I will proceed no further.

6 Then answered the LORD unto Job out of the whirlwind, and said, 7 Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me. 8 Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous? 9 Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like him? 10 Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency; and array thyself with glory and beauty. 11 Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him. 12 Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down the wicked in their place. 13 Hide them in the dust together; and bind their faces in secret. 14 Then will I also confess unto thee that thine own right hand can save thee.

15 Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox. 16 Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly. 17 He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together. 18 His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron. 19 He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him. 20 Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play. 21 He lieth under the shady trees, in the covert of the reed, and fens. 22 The shady trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook compass him about. 23 Behold, he drinketh up a river, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth. 24 He taketh it with his eyes: his nose pierceth through snares.

1 En die HERE het Job uit 'n storm geantwoord en gesê:

2 Gord tog jou heupe soos 'n man; Ek sal jou ondervra en onderrig jy My.

3 Wil jy werklik my reg verbreek, My veroordeel, dat jy gelyk kan hê?

4 Het jy dan 'n arm soos God? En kan jy donder met die stem soos Hy?

5 Versier jou tog met heerlikheid en hoogheid, en beklee jou met majesteit en glorie!

6 Giet jou toorn in strome uit; en kyk na alles wat hoog is, en verneder dit.

7 Kyk na alles wat hoog is, onderwerp dit; en werp die goddelose neer daar waar hulle staan.

8 Begrawe hulle almal saam in die stof; sluit hulle aangesigte in 'n verborge plek weg.

9 Dan sal ook Ek jou loof, omdat jou regterhand jou die oorwinning gee.

10 Kyk, daar is die seekoei wat Ek gemaak het saam met jou. Gras eet hy soos 'n bees.

11 Kyk tog, sy krag is in sy kruis, en sy sterkte in die spiere van sy buik.

12 Hy hou sy stert reguit soos 'n seder; die senings van sy dye is inmekaar gevleg.

13 Sy gebeente is pype van koper, sy bene soos stawe van yster.

14 Hy is die eersteling van die weë van God; Hy wat hom gemaak het, het hom sy swaard verskaf.

15 Want die berge lewer vir hom voer, en al die wilde diere van die veld speel daar.

16 Onder lotusbome lê hy, in 'n skuilplek van riete en moeras.

17 Lotusbome oordek hom as sy skaduwee, die rivierwilgers omring hom.

18 As die rivier swel -- hy word nie verskrik nie; hy voel gerus, ook al bruis 'n Jordaan teen sy mond.

19 Sal 'n mens hom gryp terwyl hy jou aankyk, met vangtoue sy neus deurboor?

20 Kan jy die krokodil met 'n hoek uittrek? En met 'n tou sy tong afdruk?

21 Kan jy 'n tou van biesies in sy neus sit? En sy kakebeen met 'n haak deurboor?

22 Sal hy jou baie smeek? Of met jou spreek in sagte woorde?

23 Sal hy 'n verbond met jou sluit, dat jy hom vir altyd as slaaf aanneem?

24 Sal jy met hom soos met 'n voëltjie speel? En hom vasbind vir jou meisiekinders? [ (Job 40:25) Sal die viskopers met hom handel drywe, hom verdeel onder die koopmans? ] [ (Job 40:26) Kan jy sy vel vol skerp ysters steek, en met 'n vissersharpoen sy kop? ] [ (Job 40:27) Sit jou hand op hom; dink aan die geveg; jy sal dit nie weer doen nie. ] [ (Job 40:28) Kyk, elke hoop kom bedroë uit: sal 'n mens nie reeds by die sien van hom neerslaan nie? ]