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eyelids of the morning. 41:19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out. 41:20 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or
caldron. 41:21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth. 41:22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy
before him. 41:23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in
themselves; they cannot be moved. 41:24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the
nether millstone. 41:25 When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of
breakings they purify themselves. 41:26 The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the
dart, nor the habergeon. 41:27 He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. 41:28 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him
into stubble. 41:29 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a
spear. 41:30 Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed thing...
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- Spring '08
- Computer Science