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1 Behold, the hope of him is in vain; shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
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������-�������, ���� �����������; �� ����� ����, ������� ����������.
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2 None is so fierce that dare stir him up; who then is able to stand before Me?
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������ �������������, �����������; �� ������ ����-����������� ���-����.
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3 Who hath given Me anything beforehand, that I should repay him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is Mine.
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�����- (���-) ��������� ��������; �� �������-����������, ������ ��������.
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4 Would I keep silence concerning his boastings, or his proud talk, or his fair array of words?
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������-������, ������ ���������; �� �������� �������, ��� ������.
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5 Who can uncover the face of his garment? Who shall come within his double bridle?
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����������� ������, ��� �������; �� ��������� �������� ������.
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6 Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
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�����������, �������� ���������; �� ������, ������ ���.
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7 His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
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�������� �������� ���������; �� �������, ���-����� ���������.
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8 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
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��������-����������� ����������; �� ������������, ����� ������������.
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9 They are joined one to another; they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
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���������������, ������ ����; �� ���������, �������������-������.
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10 His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
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�����������, ���������� ���������; �� ���������� ����, ������������.
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11 Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap forth.
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����������������, ����� ������-- �� ������� ������� ���������.
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12 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot and burning rushes.
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������������, ��������� ��������; �� �������, ������� �����.
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13 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
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����������������, ������ ���; �� ����������, ������� ��������.
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14 In his neck abideth strength, and dismay danceth before him.
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������������ �������� �������; �� ������ ������, ����-�������.
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15 The flakes of his flesh are joined together; they are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.
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����������, ������ ������-�����; �� ��������, �������� ����������.
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16 His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, firm as the nether millstone.
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�������������, �������� ������; �� ������������, ������������.
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17 When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid; by reason of despair they are beside themselves.
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���������������� �����, ������ ������; �� ������ ������ ����������.
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18 If one lay at him with the sword, it will not hold; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
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������������ ������� ��������; �� ����� ��������� ���������.
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19 He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
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������-������������� ���-������; �� ������, ����������-��� �������-�����.
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20 The arrow cannot make him flee; slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
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�����������, ���������� ������; �� ����������, �������� ��������.
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21 Clubs are accounted as stubble; he laugheth at the rattling of the javelin.
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��������������, ��������� ������; �� �������� ������ �����-����.
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22 Sharpest potsherds are under him; he spreadeth a threshing-sledge upon the mire.
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�������������� �������� ��������; �� ���, ������� �������������.
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23 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot; he maketh the sea like a seething mixture.
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������������, ������ ������; �� �������� ������� ���������.
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24 He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
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��������-���-����� ��������; �� ��������, �������-���.
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25 Upon earth there is not his like, who is made to be fearless.
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�������-����-�������� �������; �� ����, ������ ���-����-������-������.
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26 He looketh at all high things; he is king over all the proud beasts. {P}
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