Job 39:20
Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.
Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.
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18What time she lifteth up herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.
19Hast thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
21He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.
22He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
23The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
24He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.
25He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
13Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
14Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
15His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
1Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
2Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
3Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee?
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
11Shall not his excellency make you afraid? and his dread fall upon you?
9Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like him?
10Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency; and array thyself with glory and beauty.
18By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
20Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
21His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
22In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
15Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox.
10Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
11Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
7Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
24He taketh it with his eyes: his nose pierceth through snares.
5Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
11Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall drive him to his feet.
13Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks? or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?
33Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
9There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, and fire out of his mouth devoured: coals were kindled by it.
7He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.
8The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
7Thou, even thou, art to be feared: and who may stand in thy sight when once thou art angry?
18His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
19He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.
34Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds, that abundance of waters may cover thee?
28The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
10He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
21To go into the clefts of the rocks, and into the tops of the ragged rocks, for fear of the LORD, and for the glory of his majesty, when he ariseth to shake terribly the earth.
22Cease ye from man, whose breath is in his nostrils: for wherein is he to be accounted of?
4Will he reprove thee for fear of thee? will he enter with thee into judgment?
8There went up a smoke out of his nostrils, and fire out of his mouth devoured: coals were kindled by it.
33The noise thereof sheweth concerning it, the cattle also concerning the vapour.
39Wilt thou hunt the prey for the lion? or fill the appetite of the young lions,
6Though his excellency mount up to the heavens, and his head reach unto the clouds;
22Fair weather cometh out of the north: with God is terrible majesty.
18Hast thou with him spread out the sky, which is strong, and as a molten looking glass?