Book 29 : KETUVIM - JOB - Chapter 041
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Behold, the hope of him is in vain; shall not one be cast
down even at the sight of him
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None is so fierce that dare stir him up; who then is able
to stand before Me
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Who hath given Me anything beforehand, that I should repay
him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is Mine
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Would I keep silence concerning his boastings, or his proud
talk, or his fair array of words
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Who can uncover the face of his garment? Who shall come
within his double bridle
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Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth
is terror
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His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close
seal
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One is so near to another, that no air can come between
them
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They are joined one to another; they stick together, that
they cannot be sundered
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His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the
eyelids of the morning
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Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire
leap forth
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Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot
and burning rushes
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His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his
mouth
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In his neck abideth strength, and dismay danceth before
him
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The flakes of his flesh are joined together; they are firm
upon him; they cannot be moved
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His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, firm as the nether
millstone
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When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid; by
reason of despair they are beside themselves
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If one lay at him with the sword, it will not hold; nor
the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft
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He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood
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The arrow cannot make him flee; slingstones are turned
with him into stubble
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Clubs are accounted as stubble; he laugheth at the
rattling of the javelin
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Sharpest potsherds are under him; he spreadeth a
threshing-sledge upon the mire
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He maketh the deep to boil like a pot; he maketh the sea
like a seething mixture
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He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the
deep to be hoary
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Upon earth there is not his like, who is made to be
fearless
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He looketh at all high things; he is king over all the
proud beasts
Book 29 : KETUVIM - JOB - Chapter 041
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