Job 41
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| v | JPS1917 |
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| 1 | Behold, the hope of him is in vain; Shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him? |
| 2 | None is so fierce that dare stir him up; Who then is able to stand before Me? |
| 3 | Who hath given Me anything beforehand, that I should repay him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is Mine. |
| 4 | Would I keep silence concerning his boastings, or his proud talk, or his fair array of words? |
| 5 | Who can uncover the face of his garment? Who shall come within his double bridle? |
| 6 | Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror. |
| 7 | His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal. |
| 8 | One is so near to another, that no air can come between them. |
| 9 | They are joined one to another; They stick together, that they cannot be sundered. |
| 10 | His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. |
| 11 | Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap forth. |
| 12 | Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot and burning rushes. |
| 13 | His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth. |
| 14 | In his neck abideth strength, and dismay danceth before him. |
| 15 | The flakes of his flesh are joined together; they are firm upon him; they cannot be moved. |
| 16 | His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, firm as the nether millstone. |
| 17 | When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid; by reason of despair they are beside themselves. |
| 18 | If one lay at him with the sword, it will not hold; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft. |
| 19 | He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. |
| 20 | The arrow cannot make him flee; slingstones are turned with him into stubble. |
| 21 | Clubs are accounted as stubble; He laugheth at the rattling of the javelin. |
| 22 | Sharpest potsherds are under him; He spreadeth a threshing-sledge upon the mire. |
| 23 | He maketh the deep to boil like a pot; He maketh the sea like a seething mixture. |
| 24 | He maketh a path to shine after him; One would think the deep to be hoary. |
| 25 | Upon earth there is not his like who is made to be fearless. |
| 26 | He looketh at all high things; He is king over all the proud beasts. |
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