Job 40:7-18
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7 Gird up thy loins now like a man: I will demand of thee, and declare thou unto me.
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8 Wilt thou also disannul my judgment? wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be righteous?
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9 Hast thou an arm like God? or canst thou thunder with a voice like him?
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10 Deck thyself now with majesty and excellency; and array thyself with glory and beauty.
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11 Cast abroad the rage of thy wrath: and behold every one that is proud, and abase him.
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12 Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down the wicked in their place.
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13 Hide them in the dust together; and bind their faces in secret.
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14 Then will I also confess unto thee that thine own right hand can save thee.
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15 Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox.
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16 Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
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17 He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together.
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18 His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.