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Job Chapter 41 Click Here to Listen to This Chapter |
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- None is so fierce that he dare rouse him: who then is able to stand before me?
- Who hath first benefited me, that I should repay him? whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
- I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
- Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
- Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible around.
- His scales are his pride, shut together as with a close seal.
- One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
- They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
- His sneezings flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
- Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire dart forth.
- Out of his nostrils issueth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
- His breath kindleth coals, and a flame issueth from his mouth.
- In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
- The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
- His heart is as firm as a stone; yes, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
- When he raiseth himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
- The sword of him that attacketh him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
- He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
- The arrow cannot make him flee: sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.
- Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
- Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
- He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
- He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
- Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
- He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.