| 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. |
