1. Bildad of Shuah spoke next. He said:

2. What sovereignty, what awe, is his who creates peace on his heights!

3. Who can count his armies? Against whom does his lightning not surge forth?

4. Could anyone think God regards him as virtuous, the child of woman as pure!

5. Why, the very moon lacks lustre, the very stars seem impure to him! The Shadows tremble underneath the earth, the waters and their denizens are afraid.

6. How much less a human, this maggot, the child of man, this worm! Before his eyes, Sheol is bare, Perdition itself is uncovered.

7. He it was who spread the North above the void and poised the earth on nothingness.

8. He fastens up the waters in his clouds, without the clouds giving way under their weight.

9. He covers the face of the full moon, spreading his cloud across it.

10. He has traced a ring on the surface of the waters, at the boundary between light and dark.

11. The pillars of the heavens tremble, awe-struck at his threats.

12. By his power, he has whipped up the Sea, by his skill, he has crushed Rahab.

13. His breath has made the heavens luminous, his hand transfixed the Fleeing Serpent.

14. This is only a fraction of what he has done and all we catch of it is the feeblest echo. But who can conceive the thunder of his power?

“Faltar com a caridade¨¦ como ferir a pupila dos olhos de Deus.” São Padre Pio de Pietrelcina