Immerse: Poets Full Volume - Flipbook - Page 314
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POETS
“The dead tremble—
those who live beneath the waters.
The underworld is naked in God’s presence.
The place of destruction is uncovered.
God stretches the northern sky over empty space
and hangs the earth on nothing.
He wraps the rain in his thick clouds,
and the clouds don’t burst with the weight.
He covers the face of the moon,
shrouding it with his clouds.
He created the horizon when he separated the waters;
he set the boundary between day and night.
The foundations of heaven tremble;
they shudder at his rebuke.
By his power the sea grew calm.
By his skill he crushed the great sea monster.
His Spirit made the heavens beautiful,
and his power pierced the gliding serpent.
These are just the beginning of all that he does,
merely a whisper of his power.
Who, then, can comprehend the thunder of his power?”
Job continued speaking:
“I vow by the living God, who has taken away my rights,
by the Almighty who has embittered my soul—
As long as I live,
while I have breath from God,
my lips will speak no evil,
and my tongue will speak no lies.
I will never concede that you are right;
I will defend my integrity until I die.
I will maintain my innocence without wavering.
My conscience is clear for as long as I live.
“May my enemy be punished like the wicked,
my adversary like those who do evil.
For what hope do the godless have when God cuts them off
and takes away their life?
Will God listen to their cry
when trouble comes upon them?
26:5–27:9
