It turneth itself as clay of a seal And they station themselves as clothed.

Hast thou come in to springs of the sea? And in searching the deep Hast thou walked up and down?

Revealed to thee were the gates of death? And the gates of death-shade dost thou see?

Thou hast understanding, Even unto the broad places of earth! Declare -- if thou hast known it all.

That thou dost take it unto its boundary, And that thou dost understand The paths of its house.

Thou hast known -- for then thou art born And the number of thy days are many!

Hast thou come in unto the treasure of snow? Yea, the treasures of hail dost thou see?

That I have kept back for a time of distress, For a day of conflict and battle.

Who hath divided for the flood a conduit? And a way for the lightning of the voices?

To satisfy a desolate and waste place, And to cause to shoot up The produce of the tender grass?

Hath the rain a father? Or who hath begotten the drops of dew?

From whose belly came forth the ice? And the hoar-frost of the heavens, Who hath begotten it?

As a stone waters are hidden, And the face of the deep is captured.

Dost thou bind sweet influences of Kimah? Or the attractions of Kesil dost thou open?

Hast thou known the statutes of heaven? Or dost thou appoint Its dominion in the earth?

Dost thou lift up to the cloud thy voice, And abundance of water doth cover thee?

Who doth number the clouds by wisdom? And the bottles of the heavens, Who doth cause to lie down,

In the hardening of dust into hardness, And clods cleave together?

Dost thou hunt for a lion prey? And the desire of young lions fulfil?

Hast thou known the time of The bearing of the wild goats of the rock? The bringing forth of hinds thou dost mark!

Thou dost number the months they fulfil? And thou hast known the time of their bringing forth!

Who hath sent forth the wild ass free? Yea, the bands of the wild ass who opened?

He doth laugh at the multitude of a city, The cries of an exactor he heareth not.

The range of mountains is his pasture, And after every green thing he seeketh.

The wing of the rattling ones exulteth, Whether the pinion of the ostrich or hawk.

And she forgetteth that a foot may press it, And a beast of the field tread it down.

Dost thou cause him to rush as a locust? The majesty of his snorting is terrible.

He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted, And he turneth not back from the face of the sword.

Against him rattle doth quiver, The flame of a spear, and a halbert.

With trembling and rage he swalloweth the ground, And remaineth not stedfast Because of the sound of a trumpet.

Among the trumpets he saith, Aha, And from afar he doth smell battle, Roaring of princes and shouting.

A rock he doth inhabit, Yea, he lodgeth on the tooth of a rock, and fortress.

From thence he hath sought food, To a far off place his eyes look attentively,

Is the striver with the Mighty instructed? The reprover of God, let him answer it.

And Jehovah answereth Job out of the whirlwind, and saith: --

Scatter abroad the wrath of thine anger, And see every proud one, and make him low.

Lo, I pray thee, his power is in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly.

He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together,

His bones are tubes of brass, His bones are as a bar of iron.

He is a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;

For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.

Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.

Cover him do shades, with their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.

Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down?

I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.

Who hath uncovered the face of his clothing? Within his double bridle who doth enter?

The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth are terrible.

A pride -- strong ones of shields, Shut up -- a close seal.

His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes are as the eyelids of the dawn.

Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape.

Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds.

The flakes of his flesh have adhered -- Firm upon him -- it is not moved.

The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear -- dart -- and lance.

The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling.

As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.

Under him are sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.

He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment.

Every high thing he doth see, He is king over all sons of pride.

By the hearing of the ear I heard Thee, And now mine eye hath seen Thee.

And they go -- Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, Zophar the Naamathite -- and do as Jehovah hath spoken unto them; and Jehovah doth accept the face of Job.

And Jehovah hath turned to the captivity of Job in his praying for his friends, and Jehovah doth add to all that Job hath -- to double.

And come unto him do all his brethren, and all his sisters, and all his former acquaintances, and they eat bread with him in his house, and bemoan him, and comfort him concerning all the evil that Jehovah had brought upon him, and they gave to him each one kesitah, and each one ring of gold.

And Jehovah hath blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning, and he hath fourteen thousand of a flock, and six thousand camels, and a thousand pairs of oxen, and a thousand she-asses.

and he calleth the name of the one Jemima, and the name of the second Kezia, and the name of the third Keren-Happuch.

And there have not been found women fair as the daughters of Job in all the land, and their father doth give to them an inheritance in the midst of their brethren.