Job 41:22
The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel.
The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel.
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23After him his way is shining, so that the deep seems white.
21Under him are sharp edges of broken pots: as if he was pulling a grain-crushing instrument over the wet earth.
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?
23Is it through you that he is shaking like a locust, in the pride of his loud-sounding breath?
16He takes his rest under the trees of the river, and in the pool, under the shade of the water-plants.
17He is covered by the branches of the trees; the grasses of the stream are round him.
18Truly, if the river is overflowing, it gives him no cause for fear; he has no sense of danger, even if Jordan is rushing against his mouth.
26Running against him like a man of war, covered by his thick breastplate; even like a king ready for the fight,
27Because his face is covered with fat, and his body has become thick;
11He is overcome by fears on every side, they go after him at every step.
12His strength is made feeble for need of food, and destruction is waiting for his falling footstep.
13His skin is wasted by disease, and his body is food for the worst of diseases.
14He is pulled out of his tent where he was safe, and he is taken away to the king of fears.
22Only his flesh still has pain, and his soul is sad.
24His buckets are full of milk, and there is no loss of strength in his bones.
19Pain is sent on him as a punishment, while he is on his bed; there is no end to the trouble in his bones;
20He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat;
21His flesh is so wasted away, that it may not be seen, and his bones. ...
25Then his flesh becomes young again, and he comes back to the days of his early strength;
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.
26All his wealth is stored up for the dark: a fire not made by man sends destruction on him, and on everything in his tent.
13Though he takes care of it, and does not let it go, but keeps it still in his mouth;
14His food becomes bitter in his stomach; the poison of snakes is inside him.
14The plates of his flesh are joined together, fixed, and not to be moved.
15His heart is as strong as a stone, hard as the lower crushing-stone.
9His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn.
21The time will come when your mouth will be full of laughing, and cries of joy will come from your lips.
21A sound of fear is in his ears; in time of peace destruction will come on him:
1<To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David.> The king will be glad in your strength, O Lord; how great will be his delight in your salvation!
25Everything which is high goes in fear of him; he is king over all the sons of pride.
22So they will be life for your soul, and grace for your neck.
19The arrow is not able to put him to flight: stones are no more to him than dry stems.
23Will he make an agreement with you, so that you may take him as a servant for ever?
17This is what I have seen: it is good and fair for a man to take meat and drink and to have joy in all his work under the sun, all the days of his life which God has given him; that is his reward.
5For his wrath is only for a minute; in his grace there is life; weeping may be for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
4For they have no pain; their bodies are fat and strong.
12His breath puts fire to coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
30He does not come out of the dark; his branches are burned by the flame, and the wind takes away his bud.
24He is greatly in fear of the dark day, trouble and pain overcome him:
1A man hating sharp words and making his heart hard, will suddenly be broken and will not be made well again.
4My mind is wandering, fear has overcome me: the evening of my desire has been turned into shaking for me.
11His bones are full of young strength, but it will go down with him into the dust.
18With great force he takes a grip of my clothing, pulling me by the neck of my coat.
22But God by his power gives long life to the strong; he gets up again, though he has no hope of life.
13Even while laughing the heart may be sad; and after joy comes sorrow.
8This will give strength to your flesh, and new life to your bones.