Job 41:29
Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
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25 When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
26 The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
27 He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
28 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
20 Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.
21 He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.
22 He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
23 The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
24 He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.
25 He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
30 Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
24 He shall flee from the iron weapon, and the bow of steel shall strike him through.
25 It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.
4 Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
13 The Lord shall laugh at him: for he seeth that his day is coming.
14 The 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.
18 As a mad man who casteth firebrands, arrows, and death,
10 And they shall scoff at the kings, and the princes shall be a scorn unto them: they shall deride every strong hold; for they shall heap dust, and take it.
8 But thou, O LORD, shalt laugh at them; thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.
10 It 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.
12 He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
13 He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
6 The righteous also shall see, and fear, and shall laugh at him:
23 Till a dart strike through his liver; as a bird hasteth to the snare, and knoweth not that it is for his life.
13 He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death; he ordaineth his arrows against the persecutors.
11 The sun and moon stood still in their itation: at the light of thine arrows they went, and at the shining of thy glittering spear.
5 Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.
15 And he sent out arrows, and scattered them; lightning, and discomfited them.
6 For as the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of the fool: this also is vanity.
9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
3 There brake he the arrows of the bow, the shield, and the sword, and the battle. Selah.
28 Whose arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent, their horses' hoofs shall be counted like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind:
19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
26 I also will laugh at your calamity; I will mock when your fear cometh;
14 Yea, he sent out his arrows, and scattered them; and he shot out lightnings, and discomfited them.
7 Let them melt away as waters which run continually: when he bendeth his bow to shoot his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces.
4 As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.
18 His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
19 He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.
7 But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.
4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in derision.
26 He runneth upon him, even on his neck, upon the thick bosses of his bucklers:
7 He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.
9 If a wise man contendeth with a foolish man, whether he rage or laugh, there is no rest.
22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
34 He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.
22 For God shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.
35 He teacheth my hands to war; so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.