Then a breath of air passes by my face; it makes the hair of my flesh stand up.

"Have I ever said, 'Give me something, and from your fortune make gifts in my favor'?

"What is mankind that you make so much of them, and that you pay attention to them?

But if you will look to God, and make your supplication to the Almighty,

he makes the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades, and the constellations of the southern sky;

If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands clean with lye,

who would take his rod away from me so that his terror would not make me afraid.

You will lie down with no one to make you afraid, and many will seek your favor.

He leads counselors away stripped and makes judges into fools.

He makes nations great, and destroys them; he extends the boundaries of nations and disperses them.

He deprives the leaders of the earth of their understanding; he makes them wander in a trackless desert waste.

They grope about in darkness without light; he makes them stagger like drunkards.

Who can make a clean thing come from an unclean? No one!

Make then my pledge with you. Who else will put up security for me?

"How long until you make an end of words? You must consider, and then we can talk.

The wealth that he consumed he vomits up, God will make him throw it out of his stomach.

They sing to the accompaniment of tambourine and harp, and make merry to the sound of the flute.

Is it of any special benefit to the Almighty that you should be righteous, or is it any gain to him that you make your ways blameless?

You pick me up on the wind and make me ride on it; you toss me about in the storm.

Did not the one who made me in the womb make them? Did not the same one form us in the womb?

I said to myself, 'Age should speak, and length of years should make wisdom known.'

But it is a spirit in people, the breath of the Almighty, that makes them understand.

For he says, 'It does not profit a man when he makes his delight with God.'

who teaches us more than the wild animals of the earth, and makes us wiser than the birds of the sky?'

Do you know how God commands them, how he makes lightning flash in his storm cloud?

Do you make it leap like a locust? Its proud neighing is terrifying!

It makes its tail stiff like a cedar, the sinews of its thighs are tightly wound.

Will it make numerous supplications to you, will it speak to you with tender words?

Will it make a pact with you, so you could take it as your slave for life?

Arrows do not make it flee; slingstones become like chaff to it.

It makes the deep boil like a cauldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment,