Job 41:23-30 - WEB
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The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can`t be moved.
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His heart is as firm as a stone, Yes, firm as the lower millstone.
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When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
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If one lay at him with the sword, it can`t avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
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He counts iron as straw; And brass as rotten wood.
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The arrow can`t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
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Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
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His undersides are like sharp potsherds, Leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
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