Job 38:22-41

Have you entered the place where the snow is stored? Or have you seen the storehouses of hail,  which I hold in reserve for times of trouble, for the day of warfare and battle?  What road leads to the place where light is dispersed?  Where is the source of the east wind that spreads across the earth? Who cuts a channel for the flooding rain or clears the way for lightning, to bring rain on an uninhabited land, on a desert with no human life,  to satisfy the parched wasteland and cause the grass to sprout?  Does the rain have a father? Who fathered the drops of dew?  Whose womb did the ice come from? Who gave birth to the frost of heaven when water becomes as hard as stone,  and the surface of the watery depths is frozen?  Can you fasten the chains of the Pleiades or loosen the belt of Orion? Can you bring out the constellations  in their season and lead the Bear  and her cubs?  Do you know the laws  of heaven? Can you impose its   authority on earth? Can you command  the clouds so that a flood of water covers you?  Can you send out lightning   bolts, and they go? Do they report to you, “Here we are”? Who put wisdom  in the heart  or gave the mind understanding? Who has the wisdom to number the clouds? Or who can tilt the water jars of heaven when the dust hardens like cast metal and the clods of dirt stick together? Can you hunt prey for a lioness or satisfy the appetite of young lions  when they crouch in their dens and lie in wait within their lairs? Who provides the raven’s food  when its young cry out to God and wander about for lack of food?