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1 Then the LORD an­swered Job out of the whirl­wind, and said, 2 Who is this that dark­eneth coun­sel by words with­out knowl­edge? 3 Gird up now thy loins like a man; for I will de­mand of thee, and an­swer thou me. 4 Where wast thou when I laid the foun­da­tions of the earth? de­clare, if thou hast un­der­stand­ing. 5 Who hath laid the mea­sures there­of, if thou know­est? or who hath stretched the line upon it? 6 Where­upon are the foun­da­tions there­of fas­tened? or who laid the cor­ner stone there­of; 7 When the morn­ing stars sang to­geth­er, and all the sons of God shout­ed for joy? 8 Or who shut up the sea with doors, when it brake forth, as if it had is­sued out of the womb? 9 When I made the cloud the gar­ment there­of, and thick dark­ness a swad­dling­band for it, 10 And brake up for it my de­creed place, and set bars and doors, 11 And said, Hith­er­to shalt thou come, but no fur­ther: and here shall thy proud waves be stayed? 12 Hast thou com­mand­ed the morn­ing since thy days; and caused the dayspring to know his place; 13 That it might take hold of the ends of the earth, that the wicked might be shak­en out of it? 14 It is turned as clay to the seal; and they stand as a gar­ment. 15 And from the wicked their light is with­hold­en, and the high arm shall be bro­ken. 16 Hast thou en­tered into the springs of the sea? or hast thou walked in the search of the depth? 17 Have the gates of death been opened unto thee? or hast thou seen the doors of the shad­ow of death? 18 Hast thou per­ceived the breadth of the earth? de­clare if thou know­est it all. 19 Where is the way where light dwelleth? and as for dark­ness, where is the place there­of, 20 That thou shouldest take it to the bound there­of, and that thou shouldest know the paths to the house there­of? 21 Know­est thou it, be­cause thou wast then born? or because the num­ber of thy days is great? 22 Hast thou en­tered into the trea­sures of the snow? or hast thou seen the trea­sures of the hail, 23 Which I have re­served against the time of trou­ble, against the day of bat­tle and war? 24 By what way is the light part­ed, which scat­tereth the east wind upon the earth? 25 Who hath di­vid­ed a wa­ter­course for the over­flow­ing of wa­ters, or a way for the light­ning of thun­der; 26 To cause it to rain on the earth, where no man is; on the wilder­ness, where­in there is no man; 27 To sat­is­fy the des­o­late and waste ground; and to cause the bud of the ten­der herb to spring forth? 28 Hath the rain a fa­ther? or who hath be­got­ten the drops of dew? 29 Out of whose womb came the ice? and the hoary frost of heav­en, who hath gen­dered it? 30 The wa­ters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep is frozen. 31 Canst thou bind the sweet in­flu­ences of Pleiades, or loose the bands of Ori­on? 32 Canst thou bring forth Maz­zaroth in his sea­son? or canst thou guide Arc­turus with his sons? 33 Know­est thou the or­di­nances of heav­en? canst thou set the do­min­ion there­of in the earth? 34 Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds, that abun­dance of wa­ters may cov­er thee? 35 Canst thou send light­nings, that they may go, and say unto thee, Here we are? 36 Who hath put wis­dom in the in­ward parts? or who hath giv­en un­der­stand­ing to the heart? 37 Who can num­ber the clouds in wis­dom? or who can stay the bot­tles of heav­en, 38 When the dust groweth into hard­ness, and the clods cleave fast to­geth­er? 39 Wilt thou hunt the prey for the li­on? or fill the ap­petite of the young li­ons, 40 When they couch in their dens, and abide in the covert to lie in wait? 41 Who provideth for the raven his food? when his young ones cry unto God, they wan­der for lack of meat.