Job 40:18
His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
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15Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox.
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.
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.
23The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
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.
27He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
28The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
19He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.
12Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
32This image's head was of fine gold, his breast and his arms of silver, his belly and his thighs of brass,
33His legs of iron, his feet part of iron and part of clay.
2Iron is taken out of the earth, and brass is molten out of the stone.
24He shall flee from the iron weapon, and the bow of steel shall strike him through.
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.
7Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
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.
25Thy shoes shall be iron and brass; and as thy days, so shall thy strength be.
6And he had greaves of brass upon his legs, and a target of brass between his shoulders.
24His breasts are full of milk, and his bones are moistened with marrow.
30Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
16For he hath broken the gates of brass, and cut the bars of iron in sunder.
4My flesh and my skin hath he made old; he hath broken my bones.
21His flesh is consumed away, that it cannot be seen; and his bones that were not seen stick out.
26He runneth upon him, even on his neck, upon the thick bosses of his bucklers:
33He maketh my feet like hinds' feet, and setteth me upon my high places.
34He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.
19He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong pain:
12Shall iron break the northern iron and the steel?
14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.
15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
19Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
11His bones are full of the sin of his youth, which shall lie down with him in the dust.
34He maketh my feet like hinds' feet: and setteth me upon my high places.
35He teacheth my hands to war; so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.
20He keepeth all his bones: not one of them is broken.
23The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
10The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken.
4Because I knew that thou art obstinate, and thy neck is an iron sinew, and thy brow 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.
14He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
18Whose feet they hurt with fetters: he was laid in iron:
40And the fourth kingdom shall be strong as iron: forasmuch as iron breaketh in pieces and subdueth all things: and as iron that breaketh all these, shall it break in pieces and bruise.
13I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.