Job 40:21
Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.
Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.
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22Cover him do shades, `with' their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.
23Lo, a flood oppresseth -- he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.
20For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.
40When they bow down in dens -- Abide in a thicket for a covert?
3Lo, Asshur, a cedar in Lebanon, Fair in branch, and shading bough, and high in stature, And between thickets hath its foliage been.
4Waters have made it great, The deep hath exalted him with its flowings, Going round about its planting, And its conduits it hath sent forth unto all trees of the field.
5Therefore higher hath been his stature than all trees of the field, And multiplied are his boughs, and long are his branches, Because of many waters in his shooting forth,
6In his boughs made a nest hath every fowl of the heavens, And under his branches brought forth hath every beast of the field, And in his shade dwell do all great nations.
7And he is fair in his greatness, In the length of his thin shoots, For his root hath been by great waters.
8Cedars have not hid him in the garden of God, Firs have not been like unto his boughs, And chesnut-trees have not been as his branches, No tree in the garden of God hath been like unto him in his beauty,
6In a frightful place of valleys to dwell, Holes of earth and clefts.
7Among shrubs they do groan, Under nettles they are gathered together.
16Green he `is' before the sun, And over his garden his branch goeth out.
17By a heap his roots are wrapped, A house of stones he looketh for.
7And the mirage hath become a pond, And the thirsty land fountains of waters, In the habitation of dragons, Its place of couching down, a court for reed and rush.
6As valleys they have been stretched out, As gardens by a river; As aloes Jehovah hath planted, As cedars by waters;
19My root is open unto the waters, And dew doth lodge on my branch.
8And enter doth the beast into covert, And in its habitations it doth continue.
10Covered have been hills `with' its shadow, And its boughs `are' cedars of God.
19And they have come, and rested all of them in the desolate valleys, And in holes of the rocks, and on all the thorns, And on all the commendable things.
8The range of mountains `is' his pasture, And after every green thing he seeketh.
21They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.
9He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.
10He is bruised -- he boweth down, Fallen by his mighty ones hath the afflicted.
13On his ruin dwell do all fowls of the heavens, And on his boughs have been all the beasts of the field,
14In order that none of the trees of the waters May become haughty because of their stature, Nor give their foliage between thickets, Nor any drinking waters stand up unto them in their haughtiness, For all of them are given up to death, Unto the earth -- the lower part, In the midst of the sons of men, Unto those going down to the pit.
17He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together,
21and its leaves `are' fair, and its budding great, and food for all `is' in it, under it dwell doth the beast of the field, and on its boughs sit do the birds of the heavens.
7Exposed things by the brook, by the edge of the brook, And every sown thing of the brook, hath withered, It hath been driven away, and is not.
10A bear lying in wait He `is' to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
19And it hath hailed in the going down of the forest, And in the valley is the city low.
14Cutting down to himself cedars, He taketh also a cypress, and an oak, And he strengtheneth `it' for himself Among the trees of a forest, He hath planted an ash, and the shower doth nourish `it'.
16From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above cut off is his crop.
30Under him `are' sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.
12By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.
16Satisfied `are' the trees of Jehovah, Cedars of Lebanon that He hath planted,
17Where birds do make nests, The stork -- the firs `are' her house.
19I give in a wilderness the cedar, Shittah, and myrtle, and oil-tree, I set in a desert the fir-pine and box-wood together.
15but the stump of its roots leave in the earth, even with a band of iron and brass, in the tender grass of the field, and with the dew of the heavens is it wet, and with the beasts `is' his portion in the herb of the earth;
2In pastures of tender grass He causeth me to lie down, By quiet waters He doth lead me.
33Sweet to him have been the clods of the valley, And after him every man he draweth, And before him there is no numbering.
12While it `is' in its budding -- uncropt, Even before any herb it withereth.
8And hath been as a tree planted by waters, And by a rivulet he sendeth forth his roots, And he doth not see when heat cometh, And his leaf hath been green, And in a year of dearth he is not sorrowful, Nor doth he cease from making fruit.
9From the fragrance of water it doth flourish, And hath made a crop as a plant.
23In a mountain -- the high place of Israel, I plant it, And it hath borne boughs, and yielded fruit, And become a goodly cedar, And dwelt under it have all birds of every wing, In the shade of its thin shoots they dwell.
5And it taketh of the seed of the land, And doth put it in a field of seed, To take by many waters, In a conspicuous place it hath set it.
20Thou settest darkness, and it is night, In it doth every beast of the forest creep.
12His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
12its leaves `are' fair, and its budding great, and food for all `is' in it: under it take shade doth the beast of the field, and in its boughs dwell do the birds of the heavens, and of it fed are all flesh.
11He maketh darkness His secret place, Round about Him His tabernacle, Darkness of waters, thick clouds of the skies.