Hast thou an arm like God? Or canst thou thunder with a voice like him?
Exodus 9:17 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition As yet exaltest thou thyself against my people, that thou wilt not let them go? Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 As yet exaltest thou thyself against my people, that thou wilt not let them go? Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Since you are still exalting yourself [in haughty defiance] against My people by not letting them go, American Standard Version (1901) As yet exaltest thou thyself against my people, that thou wilt not let them go? Common English Bible You are still abusing your power against my people, and you refuse to let them go. Catholic Public Domain Version Do you still retain my people, and are you still unwilling to release them? Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Dost thou yet hold back my people: and wilt thou not let them go? |
Hast thou an arm like God? Or canst thou thunder with a voice like him?
He is wise in heart, and mighty in strength: who hath hardened himself against him, and hath prospered?
And in very deed for this cause have I raised thee up, for to show in thee my power; and that my name may be declared throughout all the earth.
Behold, tomorrow about this time I will cause it to rain a very grievous hail, such as hath not been in Egypt since the foundation thereof even until now.
Shall the axe boast itself against him that heweth therewith? or shall the saw magnify itself against him that shaketh it? as if the rod should shake itself against them that lift it up, or as if the staff should lift up itself, as if it were no wood.
Lord, when thy hand is lifted up, they will not see: but they shall see, and be ashamed for their envy at the people; yea, the fire of thine enemies shall devour them.
Because thy rage against me, and thy tumult, is come up into mine ears, therefore will I put my hook in thy nose, and my bridle in thy lips, and I will turn thee back by the way by which thou camest.
Woe unto him that striveth with his Maker! Let the potsherd strive with the potsherds of the earth. Shall the clay say to him that fashioneth it, What makest thou? or thy work, He hath no hands?
therefore thus saith the Lord God; Because thou hast set thine heart as the heart of God;
But when his heart was lifted up, and his mind hardened in pride, he was deposed from his kingly throne, and they took his glory from him:
And immediately the angel of the Lord smote him, because he gave not God the glory: and he was eaten of worms, and gave up the ghost.