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

His strong scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.

His neesings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap forth.

Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, as of a seething pot and burning rushes.

His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth forth from his mouth.

In his neck abideth strength, and terror danceth before him.

The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.

His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, firm as the nether millstone.

His underparts are like sharp potsherds: he spreadeth as it were a threshing wain upon the mire.

Upon earth there is not his like, that is made without fear.

And the LORD turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends: and the LORD gave Job twice as much as he had before.

Then came there unto him all his brethren, and all his sisters, and all they that had been of his acquaintance before, and did eat bread with him in his house: and they bemoaned him, and comforted him concerning all the evil that the LORD had brought upon him: every man also gave him a piece of money, and every one a ring of gold.

So the LORD blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning: and he had fourteen thousand sheep, and six thousand camels, and a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she-asses.

And after this Job lived an hundred and forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons' sons, even four generations.

But his delight is in the law of the LORD; and in his law doth he meditate 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 shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure:

Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and ye perish in the way, for his wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.

A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are mine adversaries increased! many are they that rise up against me.