| Chapter 41 |
1 | I will not stir him up, like one that is cruel : for who can resist my countenance? |
2 | Who hath given me before that I should repay him? All things that are under heaven are mine. |
3 | I will not spare him, nor his mighty words, and framed to make supplication. |
4 | Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can go into the midst of his mouth? |
5 | Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about. |
6 | His body is like molten shields, shut close up with scales pressing upon one another. |
7 | One is joined to another, and not so much as any air can come between them : |
8 | They stick one to another and they hold one another fast, and shall not be separated. |
9 | His sneezing is like the shining of fire, and his eyes like the eyelids of the morning. |
10 | Out of his mouth go forth lamps, like torches of lighted fire. |
11 | Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, like that of a pot heated and boiling. |
12 | His breath kindleth coals, and a flame cometh forth out of his mouth. |
13 | In his neck strength shall dwell, and want goeth before his face. |
14 | The members of his flesh cleave one to another : he shall send lightnings against him, and they shall not be carried to another place. |
15 | His heart shall be as hard as a stone, and as firm as a smith's anvil. |
16 | When he shall raise him up, the angels shall fear, and being affrighted shall purify themselves. |
17 | When a sword shall lay at him, it shall not be able to hold, nor a spear, nor a breastplate. |
18 | For he shall esteem iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. |
19 | The archer shall not put him to flight, the stones of the sling are to him like stubble. |
20 | As stubble will he esteem the hammer, and he will laugh him to scorn who shaketh the spear. |
21 | The beams of the sun shall be under him, and he shall strew gold under him like mire. |
22 | He shall make the deep sea to boil like a pot, and shall make it as when ointments boil. |
23 | A path shall shine after him, he shall esteem the deep as growing old. |
24 | There is no power upon earth that can be compared with him who was made to fear no one. |
25 | He beholdeth every high thing, he is king over all the children of pride. |