Job 41:23
The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
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24His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
25When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
26The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
22In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
15His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
16One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
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.
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.
24His breasts are full of milk, and his bones are moistened with marrow.
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.
28And he dwelleth in desolate cities, and in houses which no man inhabiteth, which are ready to become heaps.
20My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
4For there are no bands in their death: but their strength is firm.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
25His flesh shall be fresher than a child's: he shall return to the days of his youth:
5By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.
18By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat.
12I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
38When the dust groweth into hardness, and the clods cleave fast together?
20He keepeth all his bones: not one of them is broken.
28The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
11Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh, and hast fenced me with bones and sinews.
23The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
13But he is in one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul desireth, even that he doeth.
30Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
14It is turned as clay to the seal; and they stand as a garment.
6He hath said in his heart, I shall not be moved: for I shall never be in adversity.
22He draweth also the mighty with his power: he riseth up, and no man is sure of life.
23Though it be given him to be in safety, whereon he resteth; yet his eyes are upon their ways.
7Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
8Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
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?
1At this also my heart trembleth, and is moved out of his place.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
12Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
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.
26And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
7He shall not be afraid of evil tidings: his heart is fixed, trusting in the LORD.
21He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.
11My foot hath held his steps, his way have I kept, and not declined.
22Then let mine arm fall from my shoulder blade, and mine arm be broken from the bone.
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth, and put my life in mine hand?