2 Is the striver with the Mighty instructed? The reprover of God, let him answer it.
Wo `to' him who is striving with his Former, (A potsherd with potsherds of the ground!) Doth clay say to its Framer, `What dost thou?' And thy work, `He hath no hands?' Wo `to' him who is saying to a father, `What dost thou beget?' Or to a wife, `What dost thou bring forth? Thus said Jehovah, The Holy One of Israel, and his Former: Ask Me of the things coming concerning My sons, Yea, concerning the work of My hands, ye command Me.'
for who did know the mind of the Lord? or who did become His counsellor? or who did first give to Him, and it shall be given back to him again? because of Him, and through Him, and to Him `are' the all things; to Him `is' the glory -- to the ages. Amen.
Thou wilt say, then, to me, `Why yet doth He find fault? for His counsel who hath resisted?' nay, but, O man, who art thou that art answering again to God? shall the thing formed say to Him who did form `it', Why me didst thou make thus? hath not the potter authority over the clay, out of the same lump to make the one vessel to honour, and the one to dishonour? And if God, willing to shew the wrath and to make known His power, did endure, in much long suffering, vessels of wrath fitted for destruction, and that He might make known the riches of His glory on vessels of kindness, that He before prepared for glory, whom also He did call -- us --
Why from the womb do I not die? From the belly I have come forth and gasp! Wherefore have knees been before me? And what `are' breasts, that I suck?
Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round, Lo, I cry out -- violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment. My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth. Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head. He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope. And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over. At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark. Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one. Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn. My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids `is' death-shade. Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer `is' pure. O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry. Also, now, lo, in the heavens `is' my witness, And my testifier in the high places. My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped: And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend.
But now, my steps Thou numberest, Thou dost not watch over my sin. Sealed up in a bag `is' my transgression, And Thou sewest up mine iniquity.
Thy hand put far off from me, And Thy terror let not terrify me. And call Thou, and I -- I answer, Or -- I speak, and answer Thou me. How many iniquities and sins have I? My transgression and my sin let me know. Why dost Thou hide Thy face? And reckonest me for an enemy to Thee? A leaf driven away dost Thou terrify? And the dry stubble dost Thou pursue? For Thou writest against me bitter things, And causest me to possess iniquities of my youth: And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print,
If I sinned, then Thou hast observed me, And from mine iniquity dost not acquit me, If I have done wickedly -- wo to me, And righteously -- I lift not up my head, Full of shame -- then see my affliction, And it riseth -- as a lion Thou huntest me. And Thou turnest back -- Thou shewest Thyself wonderful in me. Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare `are' with me.
Is it good for Thee that Thou dost oppress? That Thou despisest the labour of Thy hands, And on the counsel of the wicked hast shone? Eyes of flesh hast Thou? As man seeth -- seest Thou? As the days of man `are' Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man? That Thou inquirest for mine iniquity, And for my sin seekest? For Thou knowest that I am not wicked, And there is no deliverer from Thy hand.
But if a man like myself -- I answer him, We come together into judgment. If there were between us an umpire, He doth place his hand on us both. He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid, I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.
How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle. I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myself -- and what? Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!
Worthy.Bible » Commentaries » Matthew Henry Commentary » Commentary on Job 40
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,