Job 26

1 Then Job answered, and said:

Da svarede Job og sagde:

2 Whose helper art thou? is it of him that is weak? and dost thou hold up the arm of him that has no strength?

Hvad har du hjulpet den, som ingen Kraft havde? frelste du den Arm, som ingen Styrke havde?

3 To whom hast thou given counsel? perhaps to him that hath no wisdom, and thou hast shewn thy very great prudence.

Hvorledes raadede du den, som ingen Visdom havde, og kundgjorde Indsigt til Overflod?

4 Whom hast thou desired to teach? was it not him that made life?

For hvem har du kundgjort Tale, og hvis Aande talte ud af dig?

5 Behold the giants groan under the waters, and they that dwell with them.

Dødningerne bæve neden under Vandene og deres Beboere.

6 Hell is naked before him, and there is no covering for destruction. (Sheol h7585)

Dødsriget ligger blottet for ham, og Afgrunden har intet Skjul. (Sheol h7585)

7 He stretched out the north over the empty space, and hangeth the earth upon nothing.

Han udbreder Norden over det øde, han hænger Jorden paa intet.

8 He bindeth up the waters in his clouds, so that they break not out and fall down together.

Han binder Vandet sammen i sine Skyer, dog brister Skydækket ikke under dem.

9 He withholdeth the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloud over it.

Han lukker for sin Trone, han udbreder sin Sky over den.

10 He hath set bounds about the waters, till light and darkness come to an end.

Han har draget en Grænse oven over Vandene indtil der, hvor Lyset ender i Mørke.

11 The pillars of heaven tremble, and dread at his beck.

Himmelens Piller skælve og forfærdes for hans Trusel.

12 By his power the seas are suddenly gathered together, and his wisdom has struck the proud one.

Ved sin Kraft oprører han Havet, og med sin Forstand bryder han dets Hovmod.

13 His spirit hath adorned the heavens, and his obstetric hand brought forth the winding serpent.

Ved hans Aande blive Himlene dejlige; hans Haand gennemborer den flygtende Slange.

14 Lo, these things are said in part of his ways: and seeing we have heard scarce a little drop of his word, who shall be able to behold the thunder of his greatness?

Se, disse ere de yderste Grænser af hans Veje, og hvor svag er Lyden af det Ord, som vi have hørt deraf? Men hans Vældes Torden — hvo forstaar den!