8 "Who created the ocean? Who caused it to be born?
9 I put clouds over it as if they were its clothes. I wrapped it in thick darkness.
10 I set limits for it. I put its doors and metal bars in place.
11 I said, 'You can come this far. But you can't come any farther. Here is where your proud waves have to stop.'
12 "Job, have you ever commanded the morning to come? Have you ever shown the sun where to rise?
13 The daylight takes the earth by its edges as if it were a blanket. Then it shakes sinful people out of it.
14 The earth takes shape like clay under a seal. Its features stand out like the different parts of your clothes.