Mine Eye Seeth Thee — Job 41:30–42:4

His underparts are like sharp potsherds:
He spreadeth as it were a threshing-wain upon the mire.

He maketh the deep to boil like a pot:
He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

He maketh a path to shine after him;
One would think the deep to be hoary.

Upon earth there is not his like,
That is made without fear.

He beholdeth everything that is high:
He is king over all the sons of pride.

Then Job answered Jehovah, and said,

I know that thou canst do all things,
And that no purpose of thine can be restrained.

Who is this that hideth counsel without knowledge?
Therefore have I uttered that which I understood not,
Things too wonderful for me, which I knew not.

Hear, I beseech thee, and I will speak;
I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me.