Job 40:16
Behold, his strength is in his loins, and his power is in the muscles of his belly.
Behold, his strength is in his loins, and his power is in the muscles of his belly.
Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
lo, how stronge he is in his loynes, and what power he hath in the nauell of his body.
(40:11) Behold now, his strength is in his loynes, and his force is in the nauil of his belly.
Lo how his strength is in his loynes, and what power he hath in the nauil of his body.
Lo now, his strength [is] in his loins, and his force [is] in the navel of his belly.
Look now, his strength is in his loins, His force is in the muscles of his belly.
Lo, I pray thee, his power `is' in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly.
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.
He takes his rest under the trees of the river, and in the pool, under the shade of the water-plants.
Look now, his strength is in his thighs. His force is in the muscles of his belly.
Look at its strength in its loins, and its power in the muscles of its belly.
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17He stiffens his tail like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.
18His bones are like tubes of bronze; his limbs are like rods of iron.
19He is the first of God’s works; only his Maker can approach him with His sword.
20For the mountains bring forth food for him, where all the wild animals play.
21Under the lotus trees he lies down, hidden among the reeds and marshes.
14Then I will also praise you, that your own right hand can save you.
15Behold now, Behemoth, which I made along with you; he eats grass like an ox.
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.
23He makes the deep boil like a pot; he stirs up the sea like a boiling ointment.
24Behind him, he leaves a shining wake; the deep appears white as though with gray hair.
25Nothing on earth is his equal, a creature without fear.
26He looks down on all the lofty; he is king over all the proud.
26He rushes against Him defiantly, with a sturdy shield for the thickness of his defense.
27Though he has covered his face with fat and clothed his waist with layers of flesh,
19Do you give strength to the horse or clothe its neck with a flowing mane?
20Do you make it leap like a locust, its majestic snorting filling the air with terror?
21It paws eagerly in the valley, rejoices in its strength, and charges into the battle.
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.
12Hunger consumes his strength, and calamity is ready at his side.
13It devours parts of his skin; death's firstborn consumes his limbs.
24His sides full of milk, and the marrow of his bones moist.
12Smoke comes out of his nostrils, like a boiling pot heated over burning rushes.
5Righteousness will be the belt around his waist, and faithfulness the belt around his hips.
7Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall inform Me.
8This will bring healing to your body and refreshment to your bones.
11Will you trust it because its strength is great and leave your labor to it?
14His hands are rods of gold, set with beryl. His body is polished ivory, adorned with sapphires.
13His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
14He breaks me with breach upon breach; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15The folds of his flesh cling tightly together; they are solid and immovable.
6You answer us with awesome and righteous deeds, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas.
12Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh made of bronze?
21Their flesh wastes away so that it can no longer be seen, and their bones, once hidden, now stick out.
1Indeed, his hope is disappointed; even at the sight of him, he is cast down.
2No one is fierce enough to stir him up, and who then can stand against me?
3Prepare yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me.
23If the river roars, he is not alarmed; he is confident, even when the Jordan rushes against his mouth.
25It is drawn out and comes forth from his body; the glittering point comes out of his gallbladder; terrors come over him.
4'The bows of the mighty are broken, but those who stumbled are armed with strength.'
10Adorn yourself with majesty and dignity; clothe yourself with glory and splendor.
19Inside me, my heart is like wine that has no vent, ready to burst like new wineskins.
17She sets about her work vigorously; her arms are strong for her tasks.
10His sneezes flash forth light, and his eyes are like the rays of dawn.
18"He loosens the bonds of kings and binds their waists with a belt."
7His pride resides in his tightly sealed rows of shields, firmly joined together like a seal.
26There the ships go to and fro, and Leviathan, which You formed to frolic there.
12By his power he stilled the sea, and by his understanding he struck down Rahab.