Job 39:21
He breaketh the grounde with the hooffes of his feete, he reioyceth cherefully in his strength, and runneth to meete the harnest men.
He breaketh the grounde with the hooffes of his feete, he reioyceth cherefully in his strength, and runneth to meete the harnest men.
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22He layeth aside all feare, his stomacke is not abated, neither starteth he backe for any sworde.
23Though the quiuers rattle vpon him, though the speare and shielde glister:
24Yet rusheth he in fiercely beating the grounde, he thinketh it not the noyse of the trumpettes:
25But 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.
19Hast thou geue the horse his strength, or learned him to ney coragiously?
20Canst thou make him afrayde as a grashopper? where as the stoute neying that he maketh is fearefull.
21His breath maketh the coles burne, and the flambe goeth out of his mouth.
22In his necke ther remaineth strength, and nothing is to labourous for him.
15Beholde the beaste Behemoth, who I made with thee, which eateth haye as an oxe:
16Lo how his strength is in his loynes, and what power he hath in the nauil of his body.
17When he wyll, he spreadeth out his tayle lyke a Cedar tree, all his sinowes are stiffe.
18His bones are lyke pipes of brasse, yea his bones are lyke staues of iron.
19He is the chiefe of the wayes of God, he that made him wyl make his sword to approche vnto him.
20Surely the mountaines bring him foorth grasse, where all the beastes of the fielde take their pastime.
21He resteth him in the shade, in the couerte of the reede and fennes.
24Trouble and anguishe wil make him afrayde, and compasse him about, as is a king in the middest of an armie.
25For he hath stretched out his hande against God, and armed him selfe against the almightie.
26He runneth proudly vpon him, & with a stiffe necke fighteth he against him.
9Beholde his hope is in vaine: for shall not one perishe euen at the sight of him?
10No man is so fierce that dare stirre him vp: Who is able to stande before me?
34He maketh my feete lyke hyndes feete: and setteth me vpon my hie places.
35He teacheth my handes to fight: that euen a bowe of steele is broken with myne armes.
33He hath made my feete lyke Hartes feete: and he hath set me vp on hygh.
23Beholde, he drinketh vp whole ryuers and feareth not, he thinketh that he can drawe vp Iordane into his mouth.
24He taketh it with his eyes, and yet the hunter putteth a bridle into his nose.
28He starteth not away from him that bendeth the bowe: & as for sling stones he careth asmuch for stouble as for the.
29He counteth the dartes no better then a strawe, he laugheth him to scorne that shaketh the speare.
7They force not for the multitude of people in the citie, neither regarde the crying of the driuer:
8But seeke their pasture about the mountaines, and folowe the greene grasse.
25When he goeth the mightie are afraide, and feare troubleth them.
13The Lorde shall come foorth lyke a giaunt, and take a stomacke to him like a freshe man of warre: he shall roare and crye, and ouercome his enemies.
11Fearefulnesse shall make him afraide on euery side, and shall driue him to his feete.
6Which went among the lions, and became a fearce lion, learned to catche the pray, and to deuour folke,
10He croucheth and humbleth him selfe: so that a number of the that be weake, fall by his myght.
19The Lord God is my strength, he wil make my feete like hindes feete & he wil make me to walke vpon my hye places. To the chiefe singer on Neginothai, or vpon the instrumentes of musicke.
10He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse: he delighteth not in the legges of a man.
30A lion whiche is strongest among beastes, and shunneth not at the syght of any:
31A grayhounde strong in the hynder partes, a ramme also, and a king against whom no man aryseth vp.
3He foloweth vpon them, and goeth safely him selfe, & that in a way where before his foote had not troden.
7He wyll drinke of the swyft running brooke in the way: therfore he wyll lift vp his head.
11Mayst thou trust him because he is strong, or commit thy labour vnto him?
8God brought hym out of Egypt, his strength is as the Unicorne: He shall eate the nations his enemies, & gnawe their bones, and pearce them through with his arrowes.
1To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. The kyng ought to reioyce in thy strength O God: and he ought to be exceedyng glad of thy saluation.
39Wylt thou hunt the pray for the lion? or fill the appetite of the lions whelpes,
4He is wyse in heart and mightie in strength: who hath ben fearce against hym, and hath prospered?
19Out of his mouth go torches, and sparkes of fire leape out.
21And 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.
5Doth the wild asse rore when he hath grasse? or loweth the oxe when he hath fodder inough
39Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto battayle: thou hast made them to bowe downe vnder me who haue rysen vp agaynst me.
12His men of warre come together, which made their way ouer me, and besieged my dwelling rounde about.