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| 40:1 | 
                                 
                                    The LORD said to Job:
                                 
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| 40:2 | 
                                 
                                    "Will the one who contends with the Almighty correct him? Let him who accuses God answer him!"
                                 
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| 40:3 | 
                                 
                                    Then Job answered the LORD:
                                 
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| 40:4 | 
                                 
                                    "I am unworthy--how can I reply to you? I put my hand over my mouth.
                                 
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| 40:5 | 
                                 
                                    I spoke once, but I have no answer-- twice, but I will say no more."
                                 
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| 40:6 | 
                                 
                                    Then the LORD spoke to Job out of the storm:
                                 
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| 40:7 | 
                                 
                                    "Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me.
                                 
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| 40:8 | 
                                 
                                    "Would you discredit my justice? Would you condemn me to justify yourself?
                                 
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| 40:9 | 
                                 
                                    Do you have an arm like God's, and can your voice thunder like his?
                                 
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| 40:10 | 
                                 
                                    Then adorn yourself with glory and splendor, and clothe yourself in honor and majesty.
                                 
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| 40:11 | 
                                 
                                    Unleash the fury of your wrath, look at every proud man and bring him low,
                                 
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| 40:12 | 
                                 
                                    look at every proud man and humble him, crush the wicked where they stand.
                                 
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| 40:13 | 
                                 
                                    Bury them all in the dust together; shroud their faces in the grave.
                                 
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| 40:14 | 
                                 
                                    Then I myself will admit to you that your own right hand can save you.
                                 
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| 40:15 | 
                                 
                                    "Look at the behemoth, which I made along with you and which feeds on grass like an ox.
                                 
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| 40:16 | 
                                 
                                    What strength he has in his loins, what power in the muscles of his belly!
                                 
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| 40:17 | 
                                 
                                    His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are close-knit.
                                 
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| 40:18 | 
                                 
                                    His bones are tubes of bronze, his limbs like rods of iron.
                                 
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| 40:19 | 
                                 
                                    He ranks first among the works of God, yet his Maker can approach him with his sword.
                                 
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| 40:20 | 
                                 
                                    The hills bring him their produce, and all the wild animals play nearby.
                                 
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| 40:21 | 
                                 
                                    Under the lotus plants he lies, hidden among the reeds in the marsh.
                                 
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| 40:22 | 
                                 
                                    The lotuses conceal him in their shadow; the poplars by the stream surround him.
                                 
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| 40:23 | 
                                 
                                    When the river rages, he is not alarmed; he is secure, though the Jordan should surge against his mouth.
                                 
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| 40:24 | 
                                 
                                    Can anyone capture him by the eyes, or trap him and pierce his nose?
                                 
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