He stretcheth out the north over empty space, he hangeth the earth upon nothing;

By his Spirit the heavens are adorned; his hand hath formed the fleeing serpent.

Sheol is naked before him, and destruction hath no covering.

He hath traced a fixed circle over the waters, unto the confines of light and darkness.

The shades tremble beneath the waters and the inhabitants thereof;

He stirreth up the sea by his power, and by his understanding he smiteth through Rahab.

Lo, these are the borders of his ways; but what a whisper of a word do we hear of him! And the thunder of his power, who can understand?

The pillars of the heavens tremble and are astonished at his rebuke.

He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds, and the cloud is not rent under them.

How hast thou helped the powerless; how saved the arm that is without strength!

And Job answered and said,

He covereth the face of his throne, he spreadeth his cloud upon it.

For whom hast thou uttered words? and whose spirit came from thee?

How hast thou counselled him that hath no wisdom, and abundantly declared the thing as it is!