Job 39:23
Is it through you that he is shaking like a locust, in the pride of his loud-sounding breath?
Is it through you that he is shaking like a locust, in the pride of his loud-sounding breath?
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19She is cruel to her young ones, as if they were not hers; her work is to no purpose; she has no fear.
20For God has taken wisdom from her mind, and given her no measure of knowledge.
21When she is shaking her wings on high, she makes sport of the horse and of him who is seated on him.
22Do you give strength to the horse? is it by your hand that his neck is clothed with power?
24He is stamping with joy in the valley; he makes sport of fear.
25In his strength he goes out against the arms of war, turning not away from the sword.
24He may go in flight from the iron spear, but the arrow from the bow of brass will go through him;
25He is pulling it out, and it comes out of his back; and its shining point comes out of his side; he is overcome by fears.
26Running against him like a man of war, covered by his thick breastplate; even like a king ready for the fight,
3There were the arrows of the bow broken, there he put an end to body-cover, sword, and fight. (Selah.)
12With his bow bent, he has made me the mark for his arrows.
13He has let loose his arrows into the inmost parts of my body.
11At the light of your arrows they went away, at the shining of your polished spear.
35He makes my hands expert in war, so that a bow of brass is bent by my arms.
6His legs were covered with plates of brass and hanging on his back was a javelin of brass.
7One is so near to the other that no air may come between them.
34He makes my hands expert in war, so that a bow of brass is bent by my arms.
25Everything which is high goes in fear of him; he is king over all the sons of pride.
13His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
23Like a bird falling into a net; with no thought that his life is in danger, till an arrow goes into his side.
2The noise of the whip, and the noise of thundering wheels; horses rushing and war-carriages jumping,
3Horsemen driving forward, and the shining sword and the bright spear: and a great number of wounded, and masses of dead bodies; they are falling over the bodies of the dead:
19Will anyone take him when he is on the watch, or put metal teeth through his nose?
10It has been made sharp to give death; it is polished so that it may be like a thunder-flame: ...
11And I have given it to the polisher so that it may be taken in the hand: he has made the sword sharp, he has had it polished, to put it into the hand of him who gives death.
24He is greatly in fear of the dark day, trouble and pain overcome him:
41And the Philistine came nearer to David; and the man who had his body-cover went before him.
23He was troubled by the archers; they sent out their arrows against him, cruelly wounding him:
2And he has made my mouth like a sharp sword, in the shade of his hand he has kept me; and he has made me like a polished arrow, keeping me in his secret place;
43His sword is turned back; you have not been his support in the fight.
22The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel.
3Get out the breastplate and body-cover, and come together to the fight.
4Make the horses ready, and get up, you horsemen, and take your places with your head-dresses; make the spears sharp and put on the breastplates.
12If a man is not turned from his evil, he will make his sword sharp; his bow is bent and ready.
28Their arrows are sharp, and every bow is bent: the feet of their horses are like rock, and their wheels are like a rushing storm.
3Put on your sword, make it ready at your side, O strong chief, with your glory and power.
9His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn.
3For the Lord will make good the vine of Jacob, as well as the vine of Israel: for the wasters have made them waste and sent destruction on the branches of their vine.
14The evil-doers have taken out their swords, their bows are bent; for crushing the poor, and to put to death those who are upright in their ways.
22He has no hope of coming safe out of the dark, and his fate will be the sword;
9He will put up his engines of war against your walls, and your towers will be broken down by his axes.
11He is overcome by fears on every side, they go after him at every step.
18As one who is off his head sends about flaming sticks and arrows of death,
41If I make sharp my shining sword, and my hand is outstretched for judging, I will give punishment to those who are against me, and their right reward to my haters.