Psalms 2

1 Are not thy garments hot, when the south wind blows upon the earth? 2 Thou perhaps hast made the heavens with him, which are most strong, as if they were of molten brass. 3 Shew us what we may say to him: or we are wrapped up in darkness. 4 Who shall tell him the things I speak? even if a man shall speak, he shall be swallowed up. 5 But now they see not the light: the air on a sudden shall be thickened into clouds, and the wind shall pass and drive them away. 6 Cold cometh out of the north, and to God praise with fear. 7 We cannot find him worthily: he is great in strength, and in judgment, and in justice, and he is ineffable. 8 Therefore men shall fear him, and all that seem to themselves to be wise, shall not dare to behold him. 10 Then the Lord answered Job out of a whirlwind, and said: 11 Who is this that wrappeth up sentences in unskilful words? 12 Gird up thy loins like a man: I will ask thee, and answer thou me.