Job 20:25
It is drawn out and comes forth from his body; the glittering point comes out of his gallbladder; terrors come over him.
It is drawn out and comes forth from his body; the glittering point comes out of his gallbladder; terrors come over him.
It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.
It is drawn, and comes out of the body; yes, the glittering sword comes out of his gall; terrors are upon him.
It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.
The arowe shal be taken forth, & go out at his backe, and a glisteringe swearde thorow ye gall of him, feare shal come vpo him.
The arrowe is drawen out, and commeth forth of the body, & shineth of his gall, so feare commeth vpon him.
The arowe is taken foorth and gone out of the quiuer, and a glistering sword through the gall of him: so feare shall come vpon him.
It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors [are] upon him.
He draws it forth, and it comes out of his body. Yes, the glittering point comes out of his liver. Terrors are on him.
One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him `are' terrors.
He draweth it forth, and it cometh out of his body; Yea, the glittering point cometh out of his gall: Terrors are upon him.
He draweth it forth, and it cometh out of his body; Yea, the glittering point cometh out of his gall: Terrors are upon him.
He 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.
He draws it forth, and it comes out of his body. Yes, the glittering point comes out of his liver. Terrors are on him.
When he pulls it out and it comes out of his back, the gleaming point out of his liver, terrors come over him.
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22In the fullness of his plenty, he will be distressed; the hand of all who toil will come upon him.
23When he is about to fill his stomach, God will unleash his burning anger against him and rain it upon him while he eats.
24Though he flees from an iron weapon, a bronze arrow will pierce him.
22It laughs at fear, unshaken and undeterred by the sword.
23The quiver rattles against it, along with the flashing spear and javelin.
26Total darkness is hidden for his treasures; a fire not kindled by man will consume him and devour what remains in his tent.
27The heavens will expose his guilt, and the earth will rise up against him.
13His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
14yet his food in his stomach is turned to the venom of cobras within him.
15He swallows wealth but vomits it out; God drives it out of his stomach.
16He will suck the venom of cobras; the tongue of a viper will kill him.
25Nothing on earth is his equal, a creature without fear.
26He looks down on all the lofty; he is king over all the proud.
10All humanity will know that I, the LORD, have drawn My sword from its sheath, and it will not return again.
11And you, son of man, groan with the breaking of your heart and with bitterness. Sigh in their sight.
25Outside, the sword will bring bereavement, and inside, there will be terror. It will affect both the young man and the young woman, the nursing child with the gray-haired man.
11Terrors frighten him on every side and chase him at his heels.
12Hunger consumes his strength, and calamity is ready at his side.
13It devours parts of his skin; death's firstborn consumes his limbs.
14He is uprooted from the security of his tent and marched off to the king of terrors.
21Terrifying sounds are in his ears; in prosperity, the destroyer will come upon him.
22He does not believe he will return from the darkness; he is marked for the sword.
21Clubs are regarded as stubble; he laughs at the rattling of javelins.
22Underneath him are sharp potsherds; he spreads himself out over the mire like a threshing sledge.
13He has pierced my inward parts with the arrows from His quiver.
20Terrors overtake him like a flood; in the night a storm sweeps him away.
20They will fall among those slain by the sword. The sword is drawn; drag her down along with all her multitudes.
21The mighty chiefs will speak of them from the midst of Sheol, with their allies. They have gone down, lying with the uncircumcised, slain by the sword.
23Until an arrow pierces his liver, like a bird rushing into a trap, not realizing it will cost him his life.
24Distress and anguish terrify him; they overpower him like a king prepared for battle.
18He keeps his soul back from the pit and his life from perishing by the sword.
30He will not escape from darkness; a flame will dry up his branch, and the breath of God's mouth will carry him away.
15For they fled from swords, from drawn swords, from bent bows, and from the severity of battle.
22Even the handle went in after the blade, and the fat closed over it, for he did not pull the sword out of his belly. And the excrement came out.
29be afraid of the sword, for wrath brings punishment by the sword, so that you may know there is a judgment.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison. The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
21Their flesh wastes away so that it can no longer be seen, and their bones, once hidden, now stick out.
22Their soul draws near to the pit, and their life to the messengers of death.
5Then I said, 'Alas, Sovereign LORD! They are saying of me, "Is he not just speaking in riddles?"'
22It hurls itself against him without mercy; he flees desperately from its power.
13Arise, Lord! Confront them, bring them down. With your sword, rescue me from the wicked.
19He is the first of God’s works; only his Maker can approach him with His sword.
26He rushes against Him defiantly, with a sturdy shield for the thickness of his defense.
21He has put forth his hands against those who were at peace with him; he has violated his covenant.
19He regards iron as straw and bronze as rotting wood.
15sharpened to slaughter, polished to flash like lightning! Should we rejoice in the scepter of My son, which despises every tree?'
3Charging horsemen, flashing swords, glittering spears—a vast number of slain, a heap of corpses with no end. People stumble over the dead bodies.
2He made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of His hand, He hid me. He made me into a polished arrow and concealed me in His quiver.