Job 40:18
His bones are lyke pipes of brasse, yea his bones are lyke staues of iron.
His bones are lyke pipes of brasse, yea his bones are lyke staues of iron.
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15 Beholde the beaste Behemoth, who I made with thee, which eateth haye as an oxe:
16 Lo how his strength is in his loynes, and what power he hath in the nauil of his body.
17 When he wyll, he spreadeth out his tayle lyke a Cedar tree, all his sinowes are stiffe.
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.
23 The members of his body are ioyned so strait one to another, and cleaue so fast together, that he cannot be moued.
24 His heart is as hard as a stone, and as fast as the stythie that the smyth smiteth vpon.
25 When he goeth the mightie are afraide, and feare troubleth them.
26 If any man drawe out a sword at him, it shall not hurt him: there may neither speare, laueling, nor brestplate abide him.
27 He setteth asmuch by iron as by a strawe, and asmuch by brasse as by a rotten sticke.
28 He starteth not away from him that bendeth the bowe: & as for sling stones he careth asmuch for stouble as for the.
19 He is the chiefe of the wayes of God, he that made him wyl make his sword to approche vnto him.
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my fleshe of brasse?
32 This images head was of fine gold, his brest and armes of siluer, his belly and his thighes of brasse.
33 His legges were of iron, his feete were part of iron and part of clay.
2 Where yron is digged out of the grounde, & stones resolued to metall.
24 He shall flee from the iron weapon, and the bowe of steele shall strike him through.
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:
7 Canst thou fil the basket with his skin? or the fishe panier with his head?
20 Canst thou make him afrayde as a grashopper? where as the stoute neying that he maketh is fearefull.
21 He breaketh the grounde with the hooffes of his feete, he reioyceth cherefully in his strength, and runneth to meete the harnest men.
25 Thy shoes shalbe iron and brasse, and thy strength shall continue as long as thou lyuest.
6 And he had bootes of brasse vpon his legges, and a shielde of brasse vpon his shoulders.
24 His breastes are full of milke, and his bones runne full of marowe.
30 Sharpe stones are vnder him lyke potsheardes, and he lyeth vpon sharpe thinges as vpon the soft myre.
16 For he breaketh the gates of brasse: & smyteth the barres of iron in sunder.
4 My flesh and my skinne hath he made olde, and my bones hath he bruised.
21 In so much that his body is cleane consumed away, and his bones appeare which before were not seene.
26 He runneth proudly vpon him, & with a stiffe necke fighteth he against him.
33 He hath made my feete lyke Hartes feete: and he hath set me vp on hygh.
34 He hath taught my handes to fyght: and myne armes to breake a bowe of steele.
19 He chasteneth hym with sickenesse vpon his bedde, he layeth sore punishement vpon his bones:
12 Doth one iron hurt another? or one metall that commeth from the north another?
14 His handes are lyke golde rynges, hauyng inclosed the precious stone of Tharsis. His body is as the pure iuorie, dect ouer with Saphires:
15 His legges are as the pillers of Marble set vpon sockettes of golde. His face is as Libanus: and as the beautie of the Cedar trees.
19 Out of his mouth go torches, and sparkes of fire leape out.
11 From his youth his bones are full of pleasures, but now shall it lye downe within him in the earth.
34 He maketh my feete lyke hyndes feete: and setteth me vpon my hie places.
35 He teacheth my handes to fight: that euen a bowe of steele is broken with myne armes.
20 He kepeth all his bones: so that no one of them is broken.
23 Though the quiuers rattle vpon him, though the speare and shielde glister:
10 The roring of the lion, and the voyce of the lion, and the teeth of the lions whelpes are pulled out.
4 Howbeit I knowe that thou art obstinate, and that thy necke hath an iron sinowe, and that thy browe is of brasse.
12 Hunger shalbe his strength, and destruction shalbe redye at his side.
13 It shall eate the strength of his owne skinne, euen the first borne of death shall eate his strength.
14 He hath geuen me one wounde vpon an other, and is fallen vpon me lyke a giaunt.
18 Whose feete they dyd hurt in the stockes: the iron entred into his soule.
40 The fourth kingdome shalbe strong as iron: for as iron breaketh in peeces and subdueth all thinges, and as iron bruiseth all these thinges, so shall it breake in peeces and bruise all.
13 I thought I woulde haue lyued vntyll the morowe, but he brused my bones lyke a lion: and in one day thou wylt make an ende of me.