Job 41:22
In his neck remains strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
In his neck remains strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
Underneath him are sharp potsherds; he spreads himself out over the mire like a threshing sledge.
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
In his necke remayneth strength, and before his face sorowe is turned to gladnesse.
(41:13) In his necke remayneth strength, & labour is reiected before his face.
In his necke ther remaineth strength, and nothing is to labourous for him.
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
In his neck there is strength. Terror dances before him.
In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.
In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him.
In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him.
The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel.
There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
Strength lodges in its neck, and despair runs before it.
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23The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm on him and cannot be moved.
21His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
19Have you given the horse its strength? Have you clothed its neck with a mane?
20Can you make it leap like a locust? Its majestic snorting is terrifying.
21It paws in the valley and rejoices in its strength; it charges into the throng of battle.
22It laughs at fear and is not dismayed; it does not turn back from the sword.
23The quiver rattles against it, the flashing spear and the javelin.
16Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
17He moves his tail like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
18His bones are as strong pieces of bronze; his bones are like bars of iron.
26He runs upon Him, even on his neck, upon the thick bosses of his shields.
27Because he covers his face with his fatness, and makes 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 weakened by hunger, and destruction shall be ready at his side.
13It shall consume the strength of his skin: even the firstborn of death shall consume his strength.
14His confidence shall be uprooted from his dwelling, 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 sides are full of fat, 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 abhors bread, and his soul dainty food.
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 comes out of the body; yes, the glittering sword comes out of his gall; terrors are upon him.
26Total darkness is reserved for his treasures; a fire not blown shall consume him; it shall go ill with the one who remains in his tent.
13Though he spares it and does not forsake it, but keeps it still within his mouth,
14Yet his food in his stomach is turned, it is the venom of asps within him.
14Who can open the doors of his face? His teeth are terrifying all around.
15His scales are his pride, shut up tightly as with a close seal.
9Behold, the hope of capturing him is vain; will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
21Till He fills your mouth with laughter, and your lips with rejoicing.
21A dreadful sound is in his ears; in prosperity the destroyer shall come upon him.
1The king shall rejoice in your strength, O LORD; and in your salvation, how greatly shall he rejoice!
25When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid; because of the crashing they are beside themselves.
22So they will be life to your soul, and grace to your neck.
19Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
23Behold, he drinks up a river and is not afraid; he trusts that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth.
17All his days he also eats in darkness, and he has much sorrow and wrath with his sickness.
5For his anger lasts only a moment; in his favor is life: weeping may last for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
4For there are no pains in their death; but their strength is firm.
12I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his handsome proportions.
30He shall not depart out of darkness; the flame shall dry up his branches, and by the breath of his mouth he shall go away.
24Trouble and anguish make him afraid; they prevail against him, as a king ready for battle.
20For he will not much remember the days of his life because God keeps him occupied with the joy of his heart.
1He who is often reproved and hardens his neck shall suddenly be destroyed, and that without remedy.
4My heart pounded, fearfulness frightened me; the night that I delighted in has been turned into terror for 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 my garment is changed: it binds me about like the collar of my coat.
22He draws also the mighty with his power; he rises 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 your body, and nourishment to your bones.