| | Louis Segond | King James |
| 1 | Job prit la parole et dit : | But Job answered and said, |
| 2 | Comme tu sais bien venir en aide à la faiblesse ! Comme tu prêtes secours au bras sans force ! | How hast thou helped him that is without power? how savest thou the arm that hath no strength? |
| 3 | Quels bons conseils tu donnes à celui qui manque d'intelligence ! Quelle abondance de sagesse tu fais paraître ! | How hast thou counselled him that hath no wisdom? and how hast thou plentifully declared the thing as it is? |
| 4 | A qui s'adressent tes paroles ? Et qui est-ce qui t'inspire ? | To whom hast thou uttered words? and whose spirit came from thee? |
| 5 | Devant Dieu les ombres tremblent Au-dessous des eaux et de leurs habitants ; | Dead things are formed from under the waters, and the inhabitants thereof. |
| 6 | Devant lui le séjour des morts est nu, L'abîme n'a point de voile. | Hell is naked before him, and destruction hath no covering. |
| 7 | Il étend le septentrion sur le vide, Il suspend la terre sur le néant. | He stretcheth out the north over the empty place, and hangeth the earth upon nothing. |
| 8 | Il renferme les eaux dans ses nuages, Et les nuages n'éclatent pas sous leur poids. | He bindeth up the waters in his thick clouds; and the cloud is not rent under them. |
| 9 | Il couvre la face de son trône, Il répand sur lui sa nuée. | He holdeth back the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloud upon it. |
| 10 | Il a tracé un cercle à la surface des eaux, Comme limite entre la lumière et les ténèbres. | He hath compassed the waters with bounds, until the day and night come to an end. |
| 11 | Les colonnes du ciel s'ébranlent, Et s'étonnent à sa menace. | The pillars of heaven tremble and are astonished at his reproof. |
| 12 | Par sa force il soulève la mer, Par son intelligence il en brise l'orgueil. | He divideth the sea with his power, and by his understanding he smiteth through the proud. |
| 13 | Son souffle donne au ciel la sérénité, Sa main transperce le serpent fuyard. | By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens; his hand hath formed the crooked serpent. |
| 14 | Ce sont là les bords de ses voies, C'est le bruit léger qui nous en parvient ; Mais qui entendra le tonnerre de sa puissance ? | Lo, these are parts of his ways: but how little a portion is heard of him? but the thunder of his power who can understand? |
