Job 40:9

⁷  Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me.

⁸  Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?

⁹  Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like him?

¹⁰  Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency; and array thyself with glory and beauty.

¹¹  Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him.