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Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.

His back is made of rows of shields, shut up closely as with a seal.

His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.

Out of his mouth go flaming torches; sparks of fire leap forth.

Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke, as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.

His breath kindles coals, and a flame comes forth from his mouth.

In his neck abides strength, and terror dances before him.

The folds of his flesh stick together, firmly cast on him and immovable.

His heart is hard as a stone, hard as the lower millstone.

His underparts are like sharp potsherds; he spreads himself like a threshing sledge on the mire.

On earth there is not his like, a creature without fear.

Now therefore take seven bulls and seven rams and go to my servant Job and offer up a burnt offering for yourselves. And my servant Job shall pray for you, for I will accept his prayer not to deal with you according to your folly. For you have not spoken of me what is right, as my servant Job has."

And the Lord restored the fortunes of Job, when he had prayed for his friends. And the Lord gave Job twice as much as he had before.

Then came to him all his brothers and sisters and all who had known him before, and ate bread with him in his house. And they showed him sympathy and comforted him for all the evil that the Lord had brought upon him. And each of them gave him a piece of money and a ring of gold.

And the Lord blessed the latter days of Job more than his beginning. And he had 14,000 sheep, 6,000 camels, 1,000 yoke of oxen, and 1,000 female donkeys.

And after this Job lived 140 years, and saw his sons, and his sons' sons, four generations.

but his delight is in the law of the Lord , and on his law he meditates day and night.

The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the Lord and against his Anointed, saying,

Then he will speak to them in his wrath, and terrify them in his fury, saying,

Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and you perish in the way, for his wrath is quickly kindled. Blessed are all who take refuge in him.