Job
38 Then Jehovah answered Job out of the windstorm:+
3 Brace yourself, please, like a man;
I will question you, and you inform me.
4 Where were you when I founded the earth?+
Tell me, if you think you understand.
5 Who set its measurements, in case you know,
Or who stretched a measuring line across it?
6 Into what were its pedestals sunk,
Or who laid its cornerstone,+
8 And who barricaded the sea behind doors+
When it burst out from the womb,
9 When I clothed it with clouds
And wrapped* it in thick gloom,
10 When I established my limit for it
And put its bars and doors in place,+
11 And I said, ‘You may come this far, and no farther;
Here is where your proud waves will stop’?+
12 Have you ever* commanded the morning
Or made the dawn know its place,+
13 To take hold of the ends of the earth
And to shake the wicked out of it?+
14 It is transformed like clay under a seal,
And its features stand out like those of a garment.
15 But the light of the wicked is held back from them,
And their uplifted arm is broken.
18 Have you understood the vast expanse of the earth?+
Tell me, if you know all of this.
19 In which direction does the light reside?+
And where is the place of darkness,
20 That you should take it to its territory
And understand the paths to its home?
22 Have you entered the storehouses of the snow,+
Or have you seen the storehouses of the hail,+
23 Which I have reserved for the time of distress,
For the day of battle and war?+
25 Who has cut a channel for the flood
And made a path for the thunderous storm cloud,+
26 To make it rain where no man lives,
On the wilderness where there are no humans,+
27 To satisfy devastated wastelands
And cause the grass to sprout?+
29 From whose womb did the ice emerge,
And who gave birth to the frost of heaven+
30 When the waters are covered as if with stone,
And the surface of the deep waters is frozen solid?+
32 Can you lead out a constellation* in its season
Or guide the Ash constellation* along with its sons?
35 Can you send out lightning bolts?
Will they come and say to you, ‘Here we are!’
37 Who is wise enough to count the clouds,
Or who can tip over the water jars of heaven+
38 When the dust pours into a mass
And the clods of earth stick together?