![]() ![]() In his neck abideth strength, and dismay danceth before him. His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth. ![]() Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot and burning rushes. Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap forth. His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. They are joined one to another they stick together, that they cannot be sundered. One is so near to another, that no air can come between them. ![]() ![]() His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal. Would I keep silence concerning his boastings, or his proud talk, or his fair array of words? Who can uncover the face of his garment? Who shall come within his double bridle? Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror. Span data-lang="eng" data-trans="jps" data-ref="job.41.1" class="versetxt"> Behold, the hope of him is in vain shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him? None is so fierce that dare stir him up who then is able to stand before Me? Who hath given Me anything beforehand, that I should repay him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is Mine. ![]()
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