Brace yourself, please, like a man;
I will question you, and you inform me.
Where were you when I founded the earth?
Tell me, if you think you understand.
Who set its measurements, in case you know,
Or who stretched a measuring line across it?
Into what were its pedestals sunk,
Or who laid its cornerstone...?
And who barricaded the sea behind doors
When it burst out from the womb...
When I established my limit for it
And put its bars and doors in place,
And I said, ‘You may come this far, and no farther;
Here is where your proud waves will stop’?
Have you ever commanded the morning
Or made the dawn know its place,
To take hold of the ends of the earth
And to shake the wicked out of it?
Have you gone down to the sources of the sea
Or explored the deep waters?
Have you entered the storehouses of the snow,
Or have you seen the storehouses of the hail,
Which I have reserved for the time of distress,
For the day of battle and war?
Have you understood the vast expanse of the earth?
Tell me, if you know all of this. In which direction does the light reside?
And where is the place of darkness that you should take it to its territory
And understand the paths to its home?
Who has cut a channel for the flood
And made a path for the thunderous storm cloud,
To make it rain where no man lives,
On the wilderness where there are no humans...?
Does the rain have a father,
Or who fathered the dewdrops?
From whose womb did the ice emerge,
And who gave birth to the frost of heaven
When the waters are covered as if with stone,
And the surface of the deep waters is frozen solid?
Can you lead out a constellation in its season
Or guide the Ash constellation along with its sons?
Do you know the laws governing the heavens,
Or can you impose their authority on the earth?
Who put wisdom within the clouds
Or gave understanding to the sky phenomenon?
Who is wise enough to count the clouds,
Or who can tip over the water jars of heaven...?