17531Job 41:33hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
17532Job 41:32hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
17533Job 41:31hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
17534Job 41:30hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
17535Job 41:29hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
17536Job 41:28hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
17538Job 41:26hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
17539Job 41:25hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
17540Job 41:24hpadmin+October 16, 2013/in /by His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
