Job 40:8-14

Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous? Hast thou an arm like God? Or canst thou thunder with a voice like him? Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency; And array thyself with glory and beauty. Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: And behold every one that is proud, and abase him. Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; And tread down the wicked in their place. Hide them in the dust together; And bind their faces in secret. Then will I also confess unto thee That thine own right hand can save thee.