He stretcheth out the north over the empty place, and hangeth the earth upon nothing.

By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens; his hand hath formed the crooked serpent.

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

He hath encompassed the waters with bounds, until the day and night come to an end.

Dead things are formed from under the waters, and the inhabitants thereof.

He divideth the sea by his power, and by his understanding he smiteth through the proud.

Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand?

The pillars of heaven tremble and are astonished at his reproof.

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

How hast thou helped him that is without power? how savest thou the arm that hath no strength?

But Job answered and said,

He holdeth back the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloud upon it.

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

How hast thou counseled him that hath no wisdom? and how hast thou abundantly declared the thing as it is?