Job 39:23
The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
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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.
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.
27He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
28The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
29Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
30Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
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.
24He shall flee from the iron weapon, and the bow of steel shall strike him through.
25It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.
26He runneth upon him, even on his neck, upon the thick bosses of his bucklers:
3There brake he the arrows of the bow, the shield, and the sword, and the battle. Selah.
12He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
13He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
11The sun and moon stood still in their itation: at the light of thine arrows they went, and at the shining of thy glittering spear.
35He teacheth my hands to war; so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.
6And he had greaves of brass upon his legs, and a target of brass between his shoulders.
7Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
34He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.
13His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
23Till a dart strike through his liver; as a bird hasteth to the snare, and knoweth not that it is for his life.
2The noise of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of the wheels, and of the pransing horses, and of the jumping chariots.
3The horseman lifteth up both the bright sword and the glittering spear: and there is a multitude of slain, and a great number of carcases; and there is none end of their corpses; they stumble upon their corpses:
19He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.
10It is sharpened to make a sore slaughter; it is furbished that it may glitter: should we then make mirth? it contemneth the rod of my son, as every tree.
11And he hath given it to be furbished, that it may be handled: this sword is sharpened, and it is furbished, to give it into the hand of the slayer.
24Trouble and anguish shall make him afraid; they shall prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
41And the Philistine came on and drew near unto David; and the man that bare the shield went before him.
23The archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and hated him:
2And he hath made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand hath he hid me, and made me a polished shaft; in his quiver hath he hid me;
43Thou hast also turned the edge of his sword, and hast not made him to stand in the battle.
22In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
3Order ye the buckler and shield, and draw near to battle.
4Harness the horses; and get up, ye horsemen, and stand forth with your helmets; furbish the spears, and put on the brigandines.
12If he turn not, he will whet his sword; he hath bent his bow, and made it ready.
28Whose arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent, their horses' hoofs shall be counted like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind:
3Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
3The shield of his mighty men is made red, the valiant men are in scarlet: the chariots shall be with flaming torches in the day of his preparation, and the fir trees shall be terribly shaken.
14The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, and to slay such as be of upright conversation.
22He believeth not that he shall return out of darkness, and he is waited for of the sword.
9And he shall set engines of war against thy walls, and with his axes he shall break down thy towers.
11Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall drive him to his feet.
18As a mad man who casteth firebrands, arrows, and death,
41If I whet my glittering sword, and mine hand take hold on judgment; I will renr vengeance to mine enemies, and will reward them that hate me.