Job 39:22
He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted, And he turneth not back from the face of the sword.
He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted, And he turneth not back from the face of the sword.
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23Against him rattle doth quiver, The flame of a spear, and a halbert.
24With trembling and rage he swalloweth the ground, And remaineth not stedfast Because of the sound of a trumpet.
25Among the trumpets he saith, Aha, And from afar he doth smell battle, Roaring of princes and shouting.
18At the time on high she lifteth herself up, She laugheth at the horse and at his rider.
19Dost thou give to the horse might? Dost thou clothe his neck `with' a mane?
20Dost thou cause him to rush as a locust? The majesty of his snorting `is' terrible.
21They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.
25From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free.
26The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear -- dart -- and lance.
27He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood.
28The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling.
29As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.
22In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.
22He believeth not to return from darkness, And watched `is' he for the sword.
9Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down?
10None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who `is' he before Me stationeth himself?
30An old lion -- mighty among beasts, That turneth not back from the face of any,
31A girt one of the loins, or a he-goat, And a king -- no rising up with him.
7He doth laugh at the multitude of a city, The cries of an exactor he heareth not.
24He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass.
25One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him `are' terrors.
26He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.
19He `is' a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;
33There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.
18He keepeth back his soul from corruption, And his life from passing away by a dart.
13The Lord doth laugh at him, For He hath seen that his day cometh.
34He doth turn aside from off me his rod, And His terror doth not make me afraid,
35I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.
6And the righteous see, And fear, and laugh at him.
22At destruction and at hunger thou mockest, And of the beast of the earth, Thou art not afraid.
15And the handler of the bow standeth not, And the swift with his feet delivereth not `himself', And the rider of the horse delivereth not his soul.
16And the courageous of heart among the mighty, Naked doth flee in that day, An affirmation of Jehovah!
23Lo, a flood oppresseth -- he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.
24Therefore do men fear Him, He seeth not any of the wise of heart.
6I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
12If `one' turn not, His sword he sharpeneth, His bow he hath trodden -- He prepareth it,
7Of an evil report he is not afraid, Prepared is His heart, confident in Jehovah.
8Sustained is his heart -- he feareth not, Till that he look on his adversaries.
25Be not afraid of sudden fear, And of the desolation of the wicked when it cometh.
22And hath drawn the mighty by his power, He riseth, and none believeth in life.
24Terrify him do adversity and distress, They prevail over him As a king ready for a boaster.
10And at kings it doth scoff, And princes `are' a laughter to it, At every fenced place it doth laugh, And it heapeth up dust, and captureth it.
1The wicked have fled and there is no pursuer. And the righteous as a young lion is confident.
43Also -- Thou turnest back the sharpness of his sword, And hast not established him in battle,
16The wise is fearing and turning from evil, And a fool is transgressing and is confident.
23If a scourge doth put to death suddenly, At the trial of the innocent He laugheth.
11Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him -- at his feet.
5There they feared a fear -- there was no fear, For God hath scattered the bones of him Who is encamping against thee, Thou hast put to shame, For God hath despised them.
26I also in your calamity do laugh, I deride when your fear cometh,
23The fear of Jehovah `is' to life, And satisfied he remaineth -- he is not charged with evil.