Job 41:22
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
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23The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
21His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
19Hast thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
20Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.
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.
16Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
17He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together.
18His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
26He runneth upon him, even on his neck, upon the thick bosses of his bucklers:
27Because he covereth his face with his fatness, and maketh collops of fat on his flanks.
11Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall drive him to his feet.
12His strength shall be hungerbitten, and destruction shall be ready at his side.
13It shall devour the strength of his skin: even the firstborn of death shall devour his strength.
14His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle, and it shall bring him to the king of terrors.
22But his flesh upon him shall have pain, and his soul within him shall mourn.
24His breasts are full of milk, and his bones are moistened with marrow.
19He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain:
20So that his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty meat.
21His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.
25His flesh shall be fresher than a child's: he shall return to the days of his youth:
25It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.
26All darkness shall be hid in his secret places: a fire not blown shall consume him; it shall go ill with him that is left in his tabernacle.
13Though he spare it, and forsake it not; but keep it still within his mouth:
14Yet his meat in his bowels is turned, it is the gall of asps within him.
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.
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
21Till he fill thy mouth with laughing, and thy lips with rejoicing.
21A dreadful sound is in his ears: in prosperity the destroyer shall come upon him.
1The king shall joy in thy strength, O LORD; and in thy salvation how greatly shall he rejoice!
25When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
22So shall they be life unto thy soul, and grace to thy neck.
19Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
23Behold, he drinketh up a river, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth.
17All his days also he eateth in darkness, and he hath much sorrow and wrath with his sickness.
5For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
4For there are no bands in their death: but their strength is firm.
12I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
30He shall not depart out of darkness; the flame shall dry up his branches, and by the breath of his mouth shall he go away.
24Trouble and anguish shall make him afraid; they shall prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
20For he shall not much remember the days of his life; because God answereth him in the joy of his heart.
1He, that being often reproved hardeneth his neck, shall suddenly be destroyed, and that without remedy.
4My heart panted, fearfulness affrighted me: the night of my pleasure hath he turned into fear unto me.
11His bones are full of the sin of his youth, which shall lie down with him in the dust.
18By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
22He draweth also the mighty with his power: he riseth up, and no man is sure of life.
13Even in laughter the heart is sorrowful; and the end of that mirth is heaviness.
8It shall be health to thy navel, and marrow to thy bones.