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from the cloud-fountains that curtain us overhead. (Job 36, 28)
from his treasure-house in the north, tempest comes and cold. (Job 37, 9)
Canst thou tell us when it was God bade the rain bring hope to us from those clouds of his, (Job 37, 15)
Then, from the midst of a whirlwind, the Lord gave Job his answer: (Job 38, 1)
From what vantage-point wast thou watching, when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell me, whence comes this sure knowledge of thine? (Job 38, 4)
Was it thou or I shut in the sea behind bars? No sooner had it broken forth from the womb (Job 38, 8)
taking away from the ill-doers the darkness that is their light, so that all their power goes for nothing. (Job 38, 15)
what mother’s womb bore the ice, the frost that comes from heaven (Job 38, 29)
echoes exultantly the bugle’s note, while he scents from afar the combat, hears the shouting of captains, and the din of armies. (Job 39, 25)
And once more, from the midst of a whirlwind, the Lord gave Job his answer: (Job 40, 1)
Bury them in the dust, one and all, hide them from sight, deep in the abyss; (Job 40, 8)
flames come from his jaws, bright as a burning torch, (Job 41, 10)
