1 WYC And the Lord addide, and spak to Joob, BSB BSB: And the LORD said to Job:
2 WYC Whether he, that stryueth with God, schal haue rest so liytli? Sotheli he, that repreueth God, owith for to answere to hym. BSB BSB: “Will the faultfinder contend with the Almighty? Let him who argues with God give an answer.”
3 WYC Forsothe Joob answeride to the Lord, BSB BSB: Then Job answered the LORD:
4 WYC and seide, What may Y answere, which haue spoke liytli? Y schal putte myn hond on my mouth. BSB BSB: “Behold, I am insignificant. How can I reply to You? I place my hand over my mouth.
5 WYC Y spak o thing, which thing Y wold, that Y hadde not seid; and Y spak anothir thing, to which Y schal no more adde. BSB BSB: I have spoken once, but I have no answer—twice, but I have nothing to add.”
6 WYC Forsothe the Lord answeride to Joob fro the whirlewynd, BSB BSB: Then the LORD answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:
7 WYC and seide, Girde thou as a man thi leendis, and Y schal axe thee, and schewe thou to me. BSB BSB: “Now brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall inform Me.
8 WYC Whether thou schalt make voide my doom, and schalt condempne me, that thou be maad iust? BSB BSB: Would you really annul My justice? Would you condemn Me to justify yourself?
9 WYC And if thou hast an arm, as God hath, and if thou thundrist with lijk vois, `take thou fairnesse aboute thee, BSB BSB: Do you have an arm like God’s? Can you thunder with a voice like His?
10 WYC and be thou reisid an hiy, and be thou gloriouse, and be thou clothid `in faire clothis. BSB BSB: Then adorn yourself with majesty and splendor, and clothe yourself with honor and glory.
11 WYC Distrie thou proude men in thi woodnesse, and biholde thou, and make lowe ech bostere. BSB BSB: Unleash the fury of your wrath; look on every proud man and bring him low.
12 WYC Biholde thou alle proude men, and schende thou hem; and al to-breke thou wickid men in her place. BSB BSB: Look on every proud man and humble him; trample the wicked where they stand.
13 WYC Hide thou hem in dust togidere, and drenche doun her faces in to a diche. BSB BSB: Bury them together in the dust; imprison them in the grave.
14 WYC And Y schal knowleche, that thi riyt hond may saue thee. BSB BSB: Then I will confess to you that your own right hand can save you.
15 WYC Lo! behemot, whom Y made with thee, schal as an oxe ete hey. BSB BSB: Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He feeds on grass like an ox.
16 WYC His strengthe is in hise leendis, and his vertu is in the nawle of his wombe. BSB BSB: See the strength of his loins and the power in the muscles of his belly.
17 WYC He streyneth his tail as a cedre; the senewis of his `stones of gendrure ben foldid togidere. BSB BSB: His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.
18 WYC Hise boonys ben as the pipis of bras; the gristil of hym is as platis of yrun. BSB BSB: His bones are tubes of bronze; his limbs are rods of iron.
19 WYC He is the bigynnyng of the weies of God; he, that made hym, schal sette his swerd to hym. BSB BSB: He is the foremost of God’s works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him.
20 WYC Hillis beren eerbis to this behemot; alle the beestis of the feeld pleien there. BSB BSB: The hills yield him their produce, while all the beasts of the field play nearby.
21 WYC He slepith vndur schadewe, in the pryuete of rehed, in moiste places. BSB BSB: He lies under the lotus plants, hidden among the reeds of the marsh.
22 WYC Schadewis hilen his schadewe; the salewis of the ryuer cumpassen hym. BSB BSB: The lotus plants conceal him in their shade; the willows of the brook surround him.
23 WYC He schal soupe vp the flood, and he schal not wondre; he hath trist, that Jordan schal flowe in to his mouth. BSB BSB: Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid; he remains secure, though the Jordan surges to his mouth.
24 WYC He schal take hem bi `the iyen of hym, as bi an hook; and bi scharpe schaftis he schal perse hise nosethirlis. BSB BSB: Can anyone capture him as he looks on, or pierce his nose with a snare?
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