2 Get your strength together like a man of war: I will put questions to you, and you will give me the answers.
Cursed is he who has an argument with his Maker, the pot which has an argument with the Potter! Will the wet earth say to him who is working with it, What are you doing, that your work has nothing by which it may be gripped? Cursed is he who says to a father, To what are you giving life? or to a woman, What are you in birth-pains with? The Lord, the Holy One of Israel, and his Maker, says, Will you put a question to me about the things which are to come, or will you give me orders about my sons, and the work of my hands?
Who has knowledge of the mind of the Lord? or who has taken part in his purposes? Or who has first given to him, and it will be given back to him again? For of him, and through him, and to him, are all things. To him be the glory for ever. So be it.
But you will say to me, Why does he still make us responsible? who is able to go against his purpose? But, O man, who are you, to make answer against God? May the thing which is made say to him who made it, Why did you make me so? Or has not the potter the right to make out of one part of his earth a vessel for honour, and out of another a vessel for shame? What if God, desiring to let his wrath and his power be seen, for a long time put up with the vessels of wrath which were ready for destruction: And to make clear the wealth of his glory to vessels of mercy, which he had before made ready for glory,
Why did death not take me when I came out of my mother's body, why did I not, when I came out, give up my last breath? Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?
Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net. Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause. My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark. He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head. I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree. His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.
God gives me over to the power of sinners, sending me violently into the hands of evil-doers. I was in comfort, but I have been broken up by his hands; he has taken me by the neck, shaking me to bits; he has put me up as a mark for his arrows. His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth. I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war. I have made haircloth the clothing of my skin, and my horn is rolled in the dust. My face is red with weeping, and my eyes are becoming dark; Though my hands have done no violent acts, and my prayer is clean. O earth, let not my blood be covered, and let my cry have no resting-place! Even now my witness is in heaven, and the supporter of my cause is on high. My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping, So that he may give decision for a man in his cause with God, and between a son of man and his neighbour.
For now my steps are numbered by you, and my sin is not overlooked. My wrongdoing is corded up in a bag, and my sin is shut up safe.
Take your hand far away from me; and let me not be overcome by fear of you. Then at the sound of your voice I will give answer; or let me put forward my cause for you to give me an answer. What is the number of my evil-doings and my sins? give me knowledge of them. Why is your face veiled from me, as if I was numbered among your haters? Will you be hard on a leaf in flight before the wind? will you make a dry stem go more quickly on its way? For you put bitter things on record against me, and send punishment on me for the sins of my early years; And you put chains on my feet, watching all my ways, and making a limit for my steps;
That, if I did wrong, you would take note of it, and would not make me clear from sin: That, if I was an evil-doer, the curse would come on me; and if I was upright, my head would not be lifted up, being full of shame and overcome with trouble. And that if there was cause for pride, you would go after me like a lion; and again put out your wonders against me: That you would send new witnesses against me, increasing your wrath against me, and letting loose new armies on me.
What profit is it to you to be cruel, to give up the work of your hands, looking kindly on the design of evil-doers? Have you eyes of flesh, or do you see as man sees? Are your days as the days of man, or your years like his, That you take note of my sin, searching after my wrongdoing, Though you see that I am not an evil-doer; and there is no one who is able to take a man out of your hands?
For he is not a man as I am, that I might give him an answer, that we might come together before a judge. There is no one to give a decision between us, who might have control over us. Let him take away his rod from me and not send his fear on me: Then I would say what is in my mind without fear of him; for there is no cause of fear in myself.
How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space? If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself? And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.
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Commentary on Job 40 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 40
Many humbling confounding questions God had put to Job, in the foregoing chapter; now, in this chapter,
Job 40:1-5
Here is,
Job 40:6-14
Job was greatly humbled for what God had already said, but not sufficiently; he was brought low, but not low enough; and therefore God here proceeds to reason with him in the same manner and to the same purport as before, v. 6. Observe,
God begins with a challenge (v. 7), as before (ch. 38:3): "Gird up thy loins now like a man; if thou hast the courage and confidence thou hast pretended to, show them now; but thou wilt soon be made to see and own thyself no match for me.' This is that which every proud heart must be brought to at last, either by its repentance or by its ruin; and thus low must every mountain and hill be, sooner or later, brought. We must acknowledge,
Job 40:15-24
God, for the further proving of his own power and disproving of Job's pretensions, concludes his discourse with the description of two vast and mighty animals, far exceeding man in bulk and strength, one he calls behemoth, the other leviathan. In these verses we have the former described. "Behold now behemoth, and consider whether thou art able to contend with him who made that beast and gave him all the power he has, and whether it is not thy wisdom rather to submit to him and make thy peace with him.' Behemoth signifies beasts in general, but must here be meant of some one particular species. Some understand it of the bull; others of an amphibious animal, well known (they say) in Egypt, called the river-horse (hippopotamus), living among the fish in the river Nile, but coming out to feed upon the earth. But I confess I see no reason to depart from the ancient and most generally received opinion, that it is the elephant that is here described, which is a very strong stately creature, of very large stature above any other, of wonderful sagacity, and of so great a reputation in the animal kingdom that among so many four-footed beasts as we have had the natural history of (ch. 38 and 39) we can scarcely suppose this should be omitted. Observe,