The Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind…
“Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth?
“Who determined its measurements…or who stretched the line upon it?
On what were its bases sunk or who laid its cornerstone
when the morning stars sang together
and all the heavenly beings shouted for joy?
“Have you commanded the morning since your days began,
and caused the dawn to know its place?
“Can you bind the chains of the Pleiades,
or loose the cords of Orion?
“Do you know the ordinances of the heavens?
Can you establish their rule on the earth?”
Job answered the Lord:
“See, I am of small account; what shall I answer you?
I lay my hand on my mouth.”
– Job 38.1, 4a, 5-7, 12, 31, 33, 40.3-4
As God spake unto Job,
through both the night and the day,
so, too, when my breath, without restraint,
bears no phrase of gratitude,
e’en less, praise,
and only words of complaint,
as if the world need answer all my questioning
and life proceed in sole accord with my desiring,
I hear the echoes of the Vox Dei
calling unto me, saying:
“Alway look above
that you may, that you will be reminded
as I have made you,
slight, finite being,
can ne’er be the (e’en your) highest point.
“And when I bring darkness upon the solar island of your birth,
this My earth,
count, if you dare to try, the numbers of the stars,
and then measure the angles amongst them,
and so, factor, if you can (tho’, surely, you cannot)
My Divine Calculus.
“And when, at the rising of the morning star,
I deign that night ends,
look not at the arc of its daily flight
lest you lose your sight;
nevertheless, delight in its warmth and light,
and then, raise your voice in My praise.
“And of all things,
I bid you recall
that I came to you
in the simplest complexity of all:
breathing, bearing (drawing nearest to you in) My Spirit
in your flesh;
all that I might show My Love for you.
“I bid you
saying you know.”
Illustration: The Lord answering Job out of the whirlwind (1826), William Blake (1757-1827)