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1 {S} Then Job answered and said:
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2 How hast thou helped him that is without power! How hast thou saved the arm that hath no strength!
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3 How hast thou counselled him that hath no wisdom, and plentifully declared sound knowledge!
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4 With whose help hast thou uttered words? And whose spirit came forth from thee?
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5 The shades tremble beneath the waters and the inhabitants thereof.
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6 The nether-world is naked before Him, and Destruction hath no covering.
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7 He stretcheth out the north over the empty space, and hangeth the earth over nothing.
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8 He bindeth up the waters in His thick clouds; and the cloud is not rent under them.
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9 He closeth in the face of His throne, and spreadeth His cloud upon it.
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10 He hath described a boundary upon the face of the waters, unto the confines of light and darkness.
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11 The pillars of heaven tremble and are astonished at His rebuke.
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12 He stirreth up the sea with His power, and by His understanding He smiteth through Rahab.
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13 By His breath the heavens are serene; His hand hath pierced the slant serpent.
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14 Lo, these are but the outskirts of His ways; and how small a whisper is heard of Him! {N}
But the thunder of His mighty deeds who can understand?
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