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Behold, even the moon, and it is not bright; and the stars are not pure in His eyes;

He binds up the waters in His thick clouds; and the cloud does not burst under them.

He covers the face of His throne, spreading His cloud over it.

The pillars of the heavens tremble and are stunned at His rebuke.

With His power He quiets the sea, and by His understanding He shatters pride.

By His Spirit the heavens were beautiful; His hand pierced the fleeing snake.

Lo, these are the edges of His ways; yea, what a whisper of a word we hear of Him! And the thunder of His might who can understand?

And Job continued the uplifting of his discourse, and said:

For what is the hope of the ungodly when He cuts off, when God pulls out his soul?

Will God hear his cry when distress comes upon him?

If his sons become numerous, the sword is for them; and his offspring shall not be satisfied with bread.

Those remaining of him shall be buried in death, and his widows shall not weep.

He builds his house like a moth, and like a booth that a watchman makes.

The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered; he opens his eyes, and he is not.

The east wind lifts him up and he is gone; for it whirls him out of his place.

He shall clap His hands at him, and shall hiss him from his place.

He places his hand on the flint places; He overturns mountains by the roots.

He cuts out rivers among the rocks, and His eye sees every precious thing.

And Job continued the lifting up of his discourse, and said:

when His lamp shone on my head, when I walked through darkness by His light;