Job 40:19
First when God made him, he ordened the wyldernesse for him,
First when God made him, he ordened the wyldernesse for him,
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18 His shynnes are like pipes off brasse, his rygge bones are like staues of yro
20 yt the mountaynes shulde geue him grasse, where all the beastes off the felde take their pastyme.
10 There darre none be so bolde, as to rayse him vp. Who is able to stonde before me?
3 Yf he wil argue with him, he shall not be able to answere him vnto one amonge a thousande.
4 He is wyse of hert, and mightie in strength. Who euer prospered, that toke parte agaynst him?
19 Hast thou geuen the horse is strength, or lerned him to bowe downe his neck with feare:
20 that he letteth him self be dryuen forth like a greshopper, where as the stoute neyenge that he maketh, is fearfull?
21 he breaketh ye grounde with the hoffes of his fete chearfully in his strength, and runneth to mete the harnest men.
22 He layeth asyde all feare, his stomack is not abated, nether starteth he a back for eny swerde.
23 Though the quyuers rattle vpon him, though the speare and shilde glistre:
24 so that yf he fle the yron weapens, he shall be shott with the stele bowe.
25 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.
15 Beholde, the cruell beaste (whom I made wt the) which eateth haye as an oxe:
32 It is God that hath gyrded me with stregth and made my waye vncorrupte.
33 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, and set me vp an hye.
34 He teacheth myne hondes to fight, and maketh myne armes to breake euen a bowe off stele.
26 Yff he drawe out the swearde, there maye nether speare ner brest plate abyde him.
27 He setteth as moch by a strawe as by yro, and as moch by a rotten stocke as by metall.
28 He starteth not awaye for him that bendeth the bowe, & as for slynge stones, he careth as moch for stubble as for them
33 God hath stregthed me with power, and made playne a perfecte waye for me.
34 He hath made my fete like hartes fete, & hath set me vp an hye.
35 He teacheth my handes to fighte, and bendeth the stele bowe with myne armes.
7 Canst thou fyll the nett wt his skynne, or ye fysh panyer with his heade?
13 Yee with God is wy?dome and strength, it is he that hath councell & foreknowlege.
26 He runneth proudly vpon him, & with a stiff necke fighteth he agaynst him:
32 The waye is light after him, the depe is his walkynge place.
33 Vpon earth is there no power like vnto his, for he is so made, that he feareth not.
22 They plucke downe the mightie wt their power, & when they them selues are gotten vp, they are neuer without feare, as longe as they liue.
11 He hath put his swearde to ye dightinge, yt good holde maye be take of it. This swearde is sharpened & dight, yt it maye be geuen in to the honde of the manslayer.
9 Is thine arme then like the arme of God? Maketh thy voyce soch a soude as his doth?
18 To whom then will ye licke God? or what similitude will ye set vp vnto him?
19 Shal the caruer make him a carued ymage? and shal the goldsmyth couer him with golde, or cast him in to a fourme of syluer plates?
30 The waye of God is a perfecte waye: the wordes of the LORDE are tried in the fyre: he is a shylde of defence, for all them that trust in him.
12 He stilleth the see with his power, & thorow his wy?dome hath he set forth ye worlde.
2 he hath made my mouth like a sharpe swerde, vnder ye shadowe of his honde hath he defended me, and hyd me in his quyuer, as a good arowe,
13 Who lifteth him vp and stripeth him out of his clothes, or who taketh him by the bytt of his brydle?
14 Who openeth the dore of his face? for he hath horrible tethe rounde aboute.
31 The waye of God is perfecte: ye wordes of the LORDE are tryed in the fyre: he is a shylde for all the that put their trust in him.
2 Who rayseth vp ye iuste from the rysinge of the Sonne, and calleth him to go forth? Who casteth downe the people, and subdueth the kinges before him: that he maye throwe them all to the groude with his swearde, and scatre them like stuble with his bowe?
2 Power & feare is with him aboue, that maketh peace (sittinge) in his hynesse,
13 It is he himself alone, who will turne him back? He doth as him listeth, and bryngeth to passe what he wil.
22 Beholde, God is of a mightie hye power: Where is there soch a gyde and lawegeuer as he?
14 This is now a shorte summe of his doynges. But who is able sufficiently to rehearce his workes? Who can perceaue and vnderstonde ye thondre of his power?
2 Can he that stryueth with the Allmightie, be at rest? Shulde not he which disputeth with God, geue him an answere?
10 Though he turne all thinges vpsyde downe, close them in, or thrust the together, who darre check him therfore?
12 Yf he be haisty to take eny thinge awaye, who wil make him restore it agayne? Who wil saye vnto him: what doest thou?
18 For though he make a wounde, he geueth a medicyne agayne: though he smyte, his honde maketh whole agayne.
16 With him is strength and wy?dome: he knoweth both the disceauer, and him that is disceaued.
43 Thou settest vp the right hade of his enemies, and makest all his aduersaryes to reioyse.
5 The dayes of man are shorte, ye nombre of his monethes are knowne only vnto the. Thou hast apoynted him his boundes, he can not go beyonde them.