Job 40:16

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

Lo, I pray thee, his power `is' in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly.

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  • Job 40:17-21
    5 verses
    82%

    17He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together,

    18His bones `are' tubes of brass, His bones `are' as a bar of iron.

    19He `is' a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;

    20For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.

    21Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.

  • Job 40:14-15
    2 verses
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    14And even I -- I do praise thee, For thy right hand giveth salvation to thee.

    15Lo, I pray thee, Behemoth, that I made with thee: Grass as an ox he eateth.

  • Job 41:21-26
    6 verses
    74%

    21His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth.

    22In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.

    23The flakes of his flesh have adhered -- Firm upon him -- it is not moved.

    24His heart `is' firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece.

    25From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free.

    26The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear -- dart -- and lance.

  • Job 15:26-27
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    26He runneth unto Him with a neck, With thick bosses of his shields.

    27For he hath covered his face with his fat, And maketh vigour over `his' confidence.

  • Job 39:19-21
    3 verses
    71%

    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.

  • Job 20:14-15
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    14His food in his bowels is turned, The bitterness of asps `is' in his heart.

    15Wealth he hath swallowed, and doth vomit it. From his belly God driveth it out.

  • Job 18:12-13
    2 verses
    69%

    12Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side.

    13It consumeth the parts of his skin, Consume his parts doth death's first-born.

  • 24His breasts have been full of milk, And marrow his bones doth moisten.

  • 12I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.

  • 5And righteousness hath been the girdle of his loins, And faithfulness -- the girdle of his reins.

  • 7Gird, I pray thee, as a man, thy loins, I ask thee, and cause thou Me to know.

  • 8Healing it is to thy navel, And moistening to thy bones.

  • 11Dost thou trust in him because great `is' his power? And dost thou leave unto him thy labour?

  • 14His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,

  • Job 16:13-14
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    13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.

    14He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.

  • 15A pride -- strong ones of shields, Shut up -- a close seal.

  • 6Establishing mountains by His power, He hath been girded with might,

  • 12Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh brazen?

  • 21His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!

  • Job 41:1-2
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    1Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down -- his tongue?

    2Dost thou put a reed in his nose? And with a thorn pierce his jaw?

  • 3Gird, I pray thee, as a man, thy loins, And I ask thee, and cause thou Me to know.

  • 23Lo, a flood oppresseth -- he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.

  • 25One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him `are' terrors.

  • 4Bows of the mighty are broken, And the stumbling have girded on strength.

  • 10Put on, I pray thee, excellency and loftiness, Yea, honour and beauty put on.

  • 30Under him `are' sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.

  • 19Lo, my breast `is' as wine not opened, Like new bottles it is broken up.

  • 17She hath girded with might her loins, And doth strengthen her arms.

  • 10None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who `is' he before Me stationeth himself?

  • 18The bands of kings He hath opened, And He bindeth a girdle on their loins.

  • 7Dost thou fill with barbed irons his skin? And with fish-spears his head?

  • 26There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.

  • 12By His power He hath quieted the sea, And by His understanding smitten the proud.