Job 41:28
(41:19) The archer canot make him flee: ye stones of the sling are turned into stubble vnto him:
(41:19) The archer canot make him flee: ye stones of the sling are turned into stubble vnto him:
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29 (41:20) The dartes are counted as strawe: and hee laugheth at the shaking of the speare.
30 (41:21) Sharpe stones are vnder him, and he spreadeth sharpe things vpon the myre.
26 (41:17) When the sword doeth touch him, he will not rise vp, nor for the speare, dart nor habergeon.
27 (41:18) He esteemeth yron as strawe, and brasse as rotten wood.
20 (39:23) Hast thou made him afraid as the grashopper? his strong neying is fearefull.
21 (39:24) He diggeth in the valley, and reioyceth in his strength: he goeth foorth to meete the harnest man.
22 (39:25) He mocketh at feare, and is not afraid, and turneth not backe from the sworde,
23 (39:26) Though the quiuer rattle against him, the glittering speare and the shield.
24 (39:27) He swalloweth the ground for fearcenes and rage, and he beleeueth not that it is the noise of the trumpet.
24 He shall flee from the yron weapons, and the bow of steele shal strike him through.
25 The arrowe is drawen out, and commeth forth of the body, & shineth of his gall, so feare commeth vpon him.
12 He hath bent his bow & made me a marke for the arrow.
13 Hee caused the arrowes of his quiuer to enter into my reines.
4 It is as the sharpe arrowes of a mightie man, and as the coales of iuniper.
12 Therefore shalt thou put them aparte, and the strings of thy bowe shalt thou make readie against their faces.
7 (40:26) Canst thou fill the basket with his skinne? or the fishpanier with his head?
8 (40:27) Lay thine hand vpon him: remember the battel, and do no more so.
9 (40:28) Behold, his hope is in vaine: for shal not one perish euen at the sight of him?
10 (41:1) None is so fearce that dare stirre him vp. Who is he then that can stand before me?
17 (40:12) When hee taketh pleasure, his taile is like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapt together.
18 (40:13) His bones are like staues of brasse, and his small bones like staues of yron.
19 (40:14) He is the chiefe of the wayes of God: he that made him, will make his sworde to approch vnto him.
12 Except he turne, he hath whet his sword: he hath bent his bowe and made it readie.
13 Hee hath also prepared him deadly weapons: hee will ordeine his arrowes for them that persecute me.
7 Let them melt like the waters, let them passe away: when hee shooteth his arrowes, let them be as broken.
11 The sunne and moone stood still in their habitation: at the light of thine arrowes they went, and at the bright shining of thy speares.
34 He teacheth mine hands to fight: so that a bowe of brasse is broken with mine armes.
35 He teacheth mine handes to fight, so that a bowe of brasse is broken with mine armes.
4 For the arrowes of the Almightie are in me, the venime whereof doeth drinke vp my spirit, and the terrours of God fight against me.
28 Whose arrowes shall be sharpe, and all his bowes bent: his horse hoofes shal be thought like flint, and his wheeles like a whirlewinde.
13 His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, & powreth my gall vpon the ground.
5 Thine arrowes are sharpe to pearce the heart of the Kings enemies: therefore the people shall fall vnder thee.
26 Therefore God shall runne vpon him, euen vpon his necke, and against the most thicke part of his shielde.
3 There brake he the arrowes of the bowe, the shielde and the sword and the battell. Selah.
7 But God will shoote an arrowe at them suddenly: their strokes shalbe at once.
15 He shot arrowes also, and scattered them: to wit, lightning, and destroyed them.
2 For thine arrowes haue light vpon me, and thine hand lyeth vpon me.
23 (41:14) The members of his bodie are ioyned: they are strong in themselues, and cannot be mooued.
18 As he that faineth himselfe mad, casteth fire brands, arrowes, and mortall things,
43 Thou hast also turned the edge of his sworde, and hast not made him to stand in the battell.
23 Till a dart strike through his liuer, as a bird hasteth to the snare, not knowing that he is in danger.
15 Nor he that handleth the bowe, shal stand, and he that is swift of foote, shall not escape, neyther shall he that rideth the horse, saue his life.
3 And I will smite thy bowe out of thy left hand, and I will cause thine arrowes to fall out of thy right hand.
22 And God shal cast vpon him and not spare, though he would faine flee out of his hand.
2 Who raised vp iustice from the East, and called him to his foote? and gaue the nations before him, and subdued the Kings? he gaue them as dust to his sword, and as scattered stubble vnto his bowe.
14 Then hee sent out his arrowes and scattred them, and he increased lightnings and destroyed them.
6 Cast forth the lightning & scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them.
5 Thou shalt not be afraide of the feare of the night, nor of the arrowe that flyeth by day:
8 God brought him out of Egypt: his strength shalbe as an vnicorne: he shal eate the nations his enemies, and bruise their bones, & shoote them through with his arrowes.