876 verses about Awe

Look at me, and be astonished. Lay your hand on your mouth.

“Isn’t God in the heights of heaven? See the height of the stars, how high they are!

Therefore I am terrified at his presence. When I consider, I am afraid of him.

Can his armies be counted? On whom does his light not arise?

Behold, even the moon has no brightness, and the stars are not pure in his sight;

He stretches out the north over empty space, and hangs the earth on nothing.

He binds up the waters in his thick clouds, and the cloud is not burst under them.

The pillars of heaven tremble and are astonished at his rebuke.

Behold, these are but the outskirts of his ways. How small a whisper do we hear of him! But the thunder of his power who can understand?”

The proud animals have not trodden it, nor has the fierce lion passed by there.

The young men saw me and hid themselves. The aged rose up and stood.

The princes refrained from talking, and laid their hand on their mouth.

The voice of the nobles was hushed, and their tongue stuck to the roof of their mouth.

if I have seen the sun when it shined, or the moon moving in splendor,

“They are amazed. They answer no more. They don’t have a word to say.

Look to the heavens, and see. See the skies, which are higher than you.

Behold, God is exalted in his power. Who is a teacher like him?

“Remember that you magnify his work, whereof men have sung.

All men have looked on it. Man sees it afar off.

Behold, God is great, and we don’t know him. The number of his years is unsearchable.

Yes, can any understand the spreading of the clouds, and the thunderings of his pavilion?

Behold, he spreads his light around him. He covers the bottom of the sea.

He covers his hands with the lightning, and commands it to strike the mark.

Its noise tells about him, and the livestock also concerning the storm that comes up.

“Yes, at this my heart trembles, and is moved out of its place.

Hear, oh, hear the noise of his voice, the sound that goes out of his mouth.

After it a voice roars. He thunders with the voice of his majesty. He doesn’t hold back anything when his voice is heard.

God thunders marvelously with his voice. He does great things, which we can’t comprehend.

Out of its room comes the storm, and cold out of the north.

By the breath of God, ice is given, and the width of the waters is frozen.

“Listen to this, Job. Stand still, and consider the wondrous works of God.

Do you know how God controls them, and causes the lightning of his cloud to shine?

Can you, with him, spread out the sky, which is strong as a cast metal mirror?

Now men don’t see the light which is bright in the skies, but the wind passes, and clears them.

Out of the north comes golden splendor. With God is awesome majesty.

Therefore men revere him. He doesn’t regard any who are wise of heart.”

Then Yahweh answered Job out of the whirlwind,

“Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Declare, if you have understanding.

Who determined its measures, if you know? Or who stretched the line on it?

Whereupon were its foundations fastened? Or who laid its cornerstone,

when the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?

“Or who shut up the sea with doors, when it broke out of the womb,

and said, ‘Here you may come, but no further. Here your proud waves shall be stayed?’

“Have you commanded the morning in your days, and caused the dawn to know its place;

“Have you entered into the springs of the sea? Or have you walked in the recesses of the deep?

Surely you know, for you were born then, and the number of your days is great!

Have you entered the treasuries of the snow, or have you seen the treasures of the hail,

By what way is the lightning distributed, or the east wind scattered on the earth?

Who has cut a channel for the flood water, or the path for the thunderstorm;

Does the rain have a father? Or who fathers the drops of dew?

Out of whose womb came the ice? The gray frost of the sky, who has given birth to it?

The waters become hard like stone, when the surface of the deep is frozen.

“Can you bind the cluster of the Pleiades, or loosen the cords of Orion?

Can you lead the constellations out in their season? Or can you guide the Bear with her cubs?

Do you know the laws of the heavens? Can you establish its dominion over the earth?

Can you send out lightnings, that they may go? Do they report to you, ‘Here we are?’

Who can count the clouds by wisdom? Or who can pour out the bottles of the sky,

“Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?

When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.

“Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?

Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.

“Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and stretches her wings toward the south?

Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, and makes his nest on high?

“Shall he who argues contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it.”

“Behold, I am of small account. What shall I answer you? I lay my hand on my mouth.

Then Yahweh answered Job out of the whirlwind,

Or do you have an arm like God? Can you thunder with a voice like him?

“See now, behemoth, which I made as well as you. He eats grass as an ox.

“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord?

Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?

Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?

Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?

Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?

None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?

Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.

Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.

One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.

His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.

His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth.

There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.

When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.

He counts iron as straw; and brass as rotten wood.

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

He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.

On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.

“I know that you can do all things, and that no purpose of yours can be restrained.

You asked, ‘Who is this who hides counsel without knowledge?’ therefore I have uttered that which I did not understand, things too wonderful for me, which I didn’t know.

I had heard of you by the hearing of the ear, but now my eye sees you.

Stand in awe, and don’t sin. Search your own heart on your bed, and be still. Selah.

Yahweh, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth, who has set your glory above the heavens!

When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have ordained;

what is man, that you think of him? What is the son of man, that you care for him?

Yahweh, our Lord, how majestic is your name in all the earth!

Smoke went out of his nostrils. Consuming fire came out of his mouth. Coals were kindled by it.

He rode on a cherub, and flew. Yes, he soared on the wings of the wind.

At the brightness before him his thick clouds passed, hailstones and coals of fire.

Then the channels of waters appeared. The foundations of the world were laid bare at your rebuke, Yahweh, at the blast of the breath of your nostrils.

The heavens declare the glory of God. The expanse shows his handiwork.