Who stretcheth out the north over emptiness, hangeth the earth upon nothingness;

By his spirit, hath he arched the heavens, His hand hath pierced the fleeing serpent.

Naked is hades before him, and there is no covering to destruction;

A, boundary, hath he encircled on the face of the waters, as far as where light ends in darkness;

The shades, tremble, beneath the waters and their inhabitants;

By his strength, hath he excited the sea, and, by his skill, hath he shattered the Crocodile:

Lo! these, are the fringes of his way, and what a whisper of a word hath been heard of him! But, the thunder of his might, who could understand?

The pillars of the heavens, are shaken, and are terrified at his rebuke:

Who bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds, and the cloud is not rent beneath them;

How hast thou given help to one of no-strength? given victory to an arm of no-power?

Who shutteth-in the face of the throne, he spreadeth over it his cloud;

Whom hast thou taught speech? Whose inspiration hath come from thee?

How hast thou given counsel to one of no-wisdom? or, effective wisdom, abundantly made known?