Job 15:25
For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty.
For he stretched out against God his hand, And against the Mighty he maketh himself mighty.
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26He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.
24Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.
37For he doth add to his sin, Transgression among us he vomiteth, And multiplieth his sayings to God.
20He hath sent forth his hands against his well-wishers, He hath polluted his covenant.
10Hast not Thou made a hedge for him, and for his house, and for all that he hath -- round about?
11The work of his hands Thou hast blessed, and his substance hath spread in the land, and yet, put forth, I pray Thee, Thy hand, and strike against anything that he hath -- if not: to Thy face he doth bless Thee!'
22And it casteth at him, and doth not spare, From its hand he diligently fleeth.
4Wise in heart and strong in power -- Who hath hardened toward Him and is at peace?
7`Lo, the man who maketh not God his strong place, And trusteth in the abundance of his riches, He is strong in his mischiefs.'
22And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life.
3Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.
6In the abundance of power doth He strive with me? No! surely He putteth `it' in me.
5If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
15Lo, He doth slay me -- I wait not! Only, my ways unto His face I argue.
13For thou turnest against God thy spirit? And hast brought out words from thy mouth:
5Yet, put forth, I pray Thee, Thy hand, and strike unto his bone and unto his flesh -- if not: unto Thy face he doth bless Thee!'
13If thou -- thou hast prepared thy heart, And hast spread out unto Him thy hands,
22In the fulness of his sufficiency he is straitened. Every perverse hand doth meet him.
24Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
10On the Mighty doth he delight himself? Call God at all times?
9Who is brightening up the spoiled against the strong, And the spoiled against a fortress cometh.
21Thou art turned to be fierce to me, With the strength of Thy hand, Thou oppresest me.
4Yea, thou dost make reverence void, And dost diminish meditation before God.
13Wherefore against Him hast thou striven, When `for' all His matters He answereth not?
26For then on the Mighty thou delightest thyself, And dost lift up unto God thy face,
13God doth not turn back His anger, Under Him bowed have proud helpers.
25From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free.
21Pouring contempt upon princes, And the girdle of the mighty He made feeble.
21They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.
10Lo, occasions against me He doth find, He doth reckon me for an enemy to Him,
2Is the striver with the Mighty instructed? The reprover of God, let him answer it.
9Against the flint he sent forth his hand, He overturned from the root mountains.
9And the righteous layeth hold `on' his way, And the clean of hands addeth strength, And -- dumb are they all.
3Yet I for the Mighty One do speak, And to argue for God I delight.
11And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
16And God hath made my heart soft, And the Mighty hath troubled me.
15And I instructed -- I strengthened their arms, And concerning Me they think evil!
11Then passed on hath the spirit, Yea, he doth transgress, And doth ascribe this his power to his god.
18For He doth pain, and He bindeth up, He smiteth, and His hands heal.
19If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment -- who doth convene me?
10And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain -- He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
5Or -- he doth take hold on My strength, He doth make peace with Me, Peace he doth make with Me.
14He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
5Pain do his ways at all times, On high `are' Thy judgments before him, All his adversaries -- he puffeth at them.
34He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,
15Lo, He keepeth in the waters, and they are dried up, And he sendeth them forth, And they overturn the land.
27Reveal do the heavens his iniquity, And earth is raising itself against him.
8Place on him thy hand, Remember the battle -- do not add!
12On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.