Job 40:16
Lo now, his strength is in his loins, And his force is in the muscles of his belly.
Lo now, his strength is in his loins, And his force is in the muscles of his belly.
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17 He moveth his tail like a cedar: The sinews of his thighs are knit together.
18 His bones are [as] tubes of brass; His limbs are like bars of iron.
19 He is the chief of the ways of God: He [only] that made him giveth him his sword.
20 Surely the mountains bring him forth food, Where all the beasts of the field do play.
21 He lieth under the lotus-trees, In the covert of the reed, and the fen.
14 Then will I also confess of thee That thine own right hand can save thee.
15 Behold now, behemoth, which I made as well as thee; He eateth grass as an ox.
21 His breath kindleth coals, And a flame goeth forth from his mouth.
22 In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him.
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: They are firm upon him; They cannot be moved.
24 His heart is as firm as a stone; Yea, firm as the nether millstone.
25 When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: By reason of consternation they are beside themselves.
26 If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
26 He runneth upon him with a [stiff] neck, With the thick bosses of his bucklers;
27 Because he hath covered his face with his fatness, And gathered fat upon his loins;
19 Hast thou given the horse [his] might? Hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?
20 Hast thou made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.
21 He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: He goeth out to meet the armed men.
14 Yet his food in his bowels is turned, It is the gall of asps within him.
15 He hath swallowed down riches, and he shall vomit them up again; God will cast them out of his belly.
12 His strength shall be hunger-bitten, And calamity shall be ready at his side.
13 The members of his body shall be devoured, [Yea], the first-born of death shall devour his members.
24 His pails are full of milk, And the marrow of his bones is moistened.
12 I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
5 And righteousness shall be the girdle of his waist, and faithfulness the girdle of his loins.
7 Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me.
8 It will be health to thy navel, And marrow to thy bones.
11 Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave to him thy labor?
14 His hands are [as] rings of gold set with beryl: His body is [as] ivory work overlaid [with] sapphires.
13 His archers compass me round about; He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; He poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach; He runneth upon me like a giant.
15 [ His] strong scales are [his] pride, Shut up together [as with] a close seal.
6 Who by his strength setteth fast the mountains, Being girded about with might;
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
21 His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; And his bones that were not seen stick out.
1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?
2 Canst thou put a rope into his nose? Or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
3 Gird up now thy loins like a man; For I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me.
23 Behold, if a river overflow, he trembleth not; He is confident, though a Jordan swell even to his mouth.
25 He draweth it forth, and it cometh out of his body; Yea, the glittering point cometh out of his gall: Terrors are upon him.
4 The bows of the mighty men are broken; And they that stumbled are girded with strength.
10 Deck thyself now with excellency and dignity; And array thyself with honor and majesty.
30 His underparts are [like] sharp potsherds: He spreadeth [as it were] a threshing-wain upon the mire.
19 Behold, my breast is as wine which hath no vent; Like new wine-skins it is ready to burst.
17 She girdeth her loins with strength, And maketh strong her arms.
10 None is so fierce that he dare stir him up; Who then is he that can stand before me?
18 He looseth the bond of kings, And he bindeth their loins with a girdle.
7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons, Or his head with fish-spears?
26 There go the ships; There is leviathan, whom thou hast formed to play therein.
12 He stirreth up the sea with his power, And by his understanding he smiteth through Rahab.