Verse 22

Job 41:22

English Revised Version

22 In his neck abideth strength, and terror danceth before him.
Original Language Text
hebrew
תַּ֭חְתָּי/ו חַדּ֣וּדֵי חָ֑רֶשׂ יִרְפַּ֖ד חָר֣וּץ עֲלֵי טִֽיט
English Translation
The sharpness of the copper will be smoothed on the clay.
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Chapter 41 Context
1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fish hook? or press down his tongue with a cord? Focus ↗
2 Canst thou put a rope into his nose? or pierce his jaw through with a hook? Focus ↗
3 Will he make many supplications unto thee? or will he speak soft words unto thee? Focus ↗
4 Will he make a covenant with thee, that thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever? Focus ↗
5 Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? Focus ↗
6 Shall the bands of fishermen make traffic of him? shall they part him among the merchants? Focus ↗
7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears? Focus ↗
8 Lay thine hand upon him; remember the battle, and do so no more. Focus ↗
9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him? Focus ↗
10 None is so fierce that he dare stir him up: who then is he that can stand before me? Focus ↗
11 Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine. Focus ↗
12 I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his comely proportion. Focus ↗
13 Who can strip off his outer garment? who shall come within his double bridle? Focus ↗
14 Who can open the doors of his face? round about his teeth is terror. Focus ↗
15 His strong scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal. Focus ↗
16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them. Focus ↗
17 They are joined one to another; they stick together, that they cannot be sundered. Focus ↗
18 His neesings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. Focus ↗
19 Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap forth. Focus ↗
20 Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, as of a seething pot and burning rushes. Focus ↗
21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth forth from his mouth. Focus ↗
22 In his neck abideth strength, and terror danceth before him.
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm upon him; they cannot be moved. Focus ↗
24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, firm as the nether millstone. Focus ↗
25 When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: by reason of consternation they are beside themse... Focus ↗
26 If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft. Focus ↗
27 He counteth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. Focus ↗
28 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble. Focus ↗
29 Clubs are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the rushing of the javelin. Focus ↗
30 His underparts are like sharp potsherds: he spreadeth as it were a threshing wain upon the mire. Focus ↗
31 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like ointment. Focus ↗
32 He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary. Focus ↗
33 Upon earth there is not his like, that is made without fear. Focus ↗
34 He beholdeth every thing that is high: he is king over all the sons of pride. Focus ↗