Job 39:23
The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.
The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.
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19 "Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?
20 Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.
21 He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength. He goes out to meet the armed men.
22 He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed, neither does he turn back from the sword.
25 When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
26 If one attacks him with the sword, it can't prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
27 He counts iron as straw; and brass as rotten wood.
28 The arrow can't make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
29 Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
30 His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
24 He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
25 As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, 'Aha!' He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
24 He shall flee from the iron weapon. The bronze arrow shall strike him through.
25 He draws it forth, and it comes out of his body. Yes, the glittering point comes out of his liver. Terrors are on him.
26 he runs at him with a stiff neck, with the thick shields of his bucklers;
3 There he broke the flaming arrows of the bow, the shield, and the sword, and the weapons of war. Selah.
12 He has bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.
13 He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my kidneys.
11 The sun and moon stood still in the sky, at the light of your arrows as they went, at the shining of your glittering spear.
35 He teaches my hands to war, so that my arms bend a bow of brass.
6 He had brass shin armor on his legs, and a javelin of brass between his shoulders.
7 Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
34 He teaches my hands to war, so that my arms bend a bow of bronze.
13 His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
23 Until an arrow strikes through his liver, as a bird hurries to the snare, and doesn't know that it will cost his life.
2 The noise of the whip, the noise of the rattling of wheels, prancing horses, and bounding chariots,
3 the horseman mounting, and the flashing sword, the glittering spear, and a multitude of slain, and a great heap of corpses, and there is no end of the bodies. They stumble on their bodies,
19 He is the chief of the ways of God. He who made him gives him his sword.
10 it is sharpened that it may make a slaughter; it is furbished that it may be as lightning: shall we then make mirth? the rod of my son, it condemns every tree.
11 It is given to be furbished, that it may be handled: the sword, it is sharpened, yes, it is furbished, to give it into the hand of the killer.
24 Distress and anguish make him afraid. They prevail against him, as a king ready to the battle.
41 The Philistine came on and drew near to David; and the man who bore the shield went before him.
23 The archers have severely grieved him, shot at him, and persecute him:
2 and he has made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand, he has hidden me: and he has made me a polished shaft; in his quiver has he kept me close:
43 Yes, you turn back the edge of his sword, and haven't supported him in battle.
22 There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
3 Prepare the buckler and shield, and draw near to battle!
4 Harness the horses, and get up, you horsemen, and stand forth with your helmets; furbish the spears, put on the coats of mail.
12 If a man doesn't relent, he will sharpen his sword; he has bent and strung his bow.
28 whose arrows are sharp, and all their bows bent. Their horses' hoofs will be like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind.
3 Strap your sword on your thigh, mighty one: your splendor and your majesty.
9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won't one be cast down even at the sight of him?
3 The shield of his mighty men is made red. The valiant men are in scarlet. The chariots flash with steel in the day of his preparation, and the pine spears are brandished.
14 The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, to kill those who are upright in the way.
22 He doesn't believe that he shall return out of darkness. He is waited for by the sword.
9 He shall set his battering engines against your walls, and with his axes he shall break down your towers.
11 Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall chase him at his heels.
18 Like a madman who shoots torches, arrows, and death,
41 if I whet my glittering sword, My hand take hold on judgment; I will render vengeance to my adversaries, and will recompense those who hate me.