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Book 29 : KETUVIM - JOB - Chapter 041

41:001

Behold, the hope of him is in vain; shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him

41:002

None is so fierce that dare stir him up; who then is able to stand before Me

41:003

Who hath given Me anything beforehand, that I should repay him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is Mine

41:004

Would I keep silence concerning his boastings, or his proud talk, or his fair array of words

41:005

Who can uncover the face of his garment? Who shall come within his double bridle

41:006

Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror

41:007

His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal

41:008

One is so near to another, that no air can come between them

41:009

They are joined one to another; they stick together, that they cannot be sundered

41:010

His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning

41:011

Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap forth

41:012

Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot and burning rushes

41:013

His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth

41:014

In his neck abideth strength, and dismay danceth before him

41:015

The flakes of his flesh are joined together; they are firm upon him; they cannot be moved

41:016

His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, firm as the nether millstone

41:017

When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid; by reason of despair they are beside themselves

41:018

If one lay at him with the sword, it will not hold; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft

41:019

He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood

41:020

The arrow cannot make him flee; slingstones are turned with him into stubble

41:021

Clubs are accounted as stubble; he laugheth at the rattling of the javelin

41:022

Sharpest potsherds are under him; he spreadeth a threshing-sledge upon the mire

41:023

He maketh the deep to boil like a pot; he maketh the sea like a seething mixture

41:024

He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary

41:025

Upon earth there is not his like, who is made to be fearless

41:026

He looketh at all high things; he is king over all the proud beasts



Book 29 : KETUVIM - JOB - Chapter 041

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