When he made a decree for the rain, and a way for the lightning of the thunder;

He covers his hands with the lightning, and commands it to strike the mark.

He sends it forth under the whole sky, and his lightning to the ends of the earth.

Yes, he loads the thick cloud with moisture. He spreads abroad the cloud of his lightning.

Do you know how God controls them, and causes the lightning of his cloud to shine?

By what way is the lightning distributed, or the east wind scattered on the earth?

Haven't you poured me out like milk, and curdled me like cheese?

though I am decaying like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.

He comes forth like a flower, and is cut down. He also flees like a shadow, and doesn't continue.

What man is like Job, who drinks scorn like water,

Or do you have an arm like God? Can you thunder with a voice like him?

His bones are like tubes of brass. His limbs are like bars of iron.

His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.

He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.