Job 39:20
Canst thou make him afrayde as a grashopper? where as the stoute neying that he maketh is fearefull.
Canst thou make him afrayde as a grashopper? where as the stoute neying that he maketh is fearefull.
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18 When her time is that she fleeth vp on hie, she careth neither for the horse nor the ryder.
19 Hast thou geue the horse his strength, or learned him to ney coragiously?
21 He breaketh the grounde with the hooffes of his feete, he reioyceth cherefully in his strength, and runneth to meete the harnest men.
22 He layeth aside all feare, his stomacke is not abated, neither starteth he backe for any sworde.
23 Though the quiuers rattle vpon him, though the speare and shielde glister:
24 Yet rusheth he in fiercely beating the grounde, he thinketh it not the noyse of the trumpettes:
25 But when the trumpettes make most noyse, he saith, tushe, for he smelleth the battaile a farre of, the noyse of the captaines and the shouting.
13 Who can discouer the face of his garment? or who shall come to him with a double brydle?
14 Who shall open the doores of his face? for he hath horrible teeth round about.
15 His scales are as it were strong shieldes, so fastened together as if they were sealed:
1 Canst thou drawe out Leuiathan with an hooke, or binde his tongue with a corde?
2 Canst thou put a hooke in the nose of him, or bore his iawe through with a naule?
3 Wyl he make many faire wordes with thee thinkest thou or flatter thee?
9 Beholde his hope is in vaine: for shall not one perishe euen at the sight of him?
10 No man is so fierce that dare stirre him vp: Who is able to stande before me?
11 Shall not his excellencie make you afrayde? Shall not his terrible feare fall vpon you?
9 Is thy power then lyke the power of God? maketh thy voyce a sounde as his doth?
10 Decke thy selfe now with excellencie and maiestie, and araye thy selfe with beautie and glory:
18 His neesinges make a glistering like fyre, and his eyes lyke the morning shine.
19 Out of his mouth go torches, and sparkes of fire leape out.
20 And out of his nostrels there goeth a smoke, lyke as out of an hotte seething pot, or caldron.
21 His breath maketh the coles burne, and the flambe goeth out of his mouth.
22 In his necke ther remaineth strength, and nothing is to labourous for him.
15 Beholde the beaste Behemoth, who I made with thee, which eateth haye as an oxe:
10 Canst thou binde the yoke about the vnicorne in the forowe, to make him plowe after thee in the valleyes?
11 Mayst thou trust him because he is strong, or commit thy labour vnto him?
7 Canst thou fil the basket with his skin? or the fishe panier with his head?
24 He taketh it with his eyes, and yet the hunter putteth a bridle into his nose.
5 Doth the wild asse rore when he hath grasse? or loweth the oxe when he hath fodder inough
11 Fearefulnesse shall make him afraide on euery side, and shall driue him to his feete.
13 Gauest thou the faire winges vnto the pecockes, or winges and fethers vnto the Estriche?
33 Upon earth there is no power lyke vnto his: for he is so made that he feareth not.
9 Smoke went out at his nosthryls, & consuming fyre out of his mouth: coles were kindled thereat.
7 They force not for the multitude of people in the citie, neither regarde the crying of the driuer:
8 But seeke their pasture about the mountaines, and folowe the greene grasse.
7 Thou, euen thou art dreadfull: and who may stande in thy syght when thou begynnest to be angry?
18 His bones are lyke pipes of brasse, yea his bones are lyke staues of iron.
19 He is the chiefe of the wayes of God, he that made him wyl make his sword to approche vnto him.
34 Moreouer, canst thou lift vp thy voyce to the cloudes, that they may powre downe a great rayne vpon thee?
28 He starteth not away from him that bendeth the bowe: & as for sling stones he careth asmuch for stouble as for the.
10 He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse: he delighteth not in the legges of a man.
21 And they shall creepe into the cliftes of the rockes, and into the toppes of the harde stones for feare of the Lorde, and for the glorie of his maiestie, when he ariseth to destroy the wicked ones of the earth.
22 Ceasse therfore from man in whose nosethrilles there is breath: for wherin is he to be accompted of?
4 Is he afrayde to reproue thee, and to step foorth with thee into iudgement?
8 In his anger a smoke ascended vp: and a fire out of his mouth dyd cosume, and euery cole therof dyd set a fire.
33 Which dashing vpon the next cloudes, shew tokens of wrath.
39 Wylt thou hunt the pray for the lion? or fill the appetite of the lions whelpes,
6 Though he be magnified vp to the heauen, so that his head reacheth vnto the cloudes:
22 The faire weather commeth out of the north, the prayse thereof is to God who is terrible.
18 Hast thou helped him to spreade out the heauens which are strong and bright as a loking glasse?