40:1 Moreouer the Lord answered Iob, and said, 40:2 Shall hee that contendeth with the Almightie, instruct him he that reproueth God, let him answere it. 40:3 Then Iob answered the Lord, and said, 40:4 Behold, I am vile, what shall I answere thee I wil lay my hand vpon my mouth. 40:5 Once haue I spoken, but I will not answere: yea twise, but I will proceed no further. 40:6 Then answered the Lord vnto Iob out of the whirlewinde, and said: 40:7 Gird vp thy loynes now like a man: I will demaund of thee, and declare thou vnto me. 40:8 Wilt thou also disanul my iudgement Wilt thou condemne mee, that thou mayest be righteous 40:9 Hast thou an arme like God or canst thou thunder with a voyce like him 40:10 Decke thy selfe now with Maiestie, and excellencie, and aray thy selfe with glory, and beautie. 40:11 Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold euery one that is proud, and abase him. 40:12 Looke on euery one that is proud, and bring him low: and tread downe the wicked in their place. 40:13 Hide them in the dust together, and binde their faces in secret. 40:14 Then will I also confesse vnto thee, that thine owne right hand can saue thee. 40:15 Beholde now Behemoth which I made with thee, hee eateth grasse as an oxe. 40:16 Loe now, his strength is in his loynes, and his force is in the nauell of his belly. 40:17 Hee moueth his taile like a Cedar: the sinewes of his stones are wrapt together. 40:18 His bones are as strong pieces of brasse: his bones are like barres of iron. 40:19 Hee is the chiefe of the wayes of God: he that made him, can make his sword to approach vnto him. 40:20 Surely the mountaines bring him foorth foode: where all the beasts of the field play. 40:21 He lieth vnder the shady trees in the couert of the reede, and fennes. 40:22 The shady trees couer him with their shaddow: the willowes of the brooke compasse him about. 40:23 Behold, he drinketh vp a riuer, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw vp Iordan into his mouth. 40:24 He taketh it with his eyes: his nose pearceth through snares.