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Job 41:21 - Tree of Life Version

A club is regarded as stubble; he laughs at the rattling 0f a lance.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

His breath kindleth coals, And a flame goeth out of his mouth.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

His breath lights coals; a flame shoots from his mouth.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

The beams of the sun will be under him, and he will dispense gold to them as if it were clay.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

The beams of the sun shall be under him: and he shall strew gold under him like mire.

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Job 41:21
7 Tagairtí Cros  

Arrows do not make him flee; sling stones become like chaff to him.


“His undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail like a threshing sledge in mud.


He made darkness His cover, His sukkah all around Him— dark waters, thick clouds.


Then the earth rocked and quaked. The foundations of mountains trembled. They reeled because He was angry.


For Topheth has long been ready, prepared for the king, its fire pit made deep and wide, a pyre of fire with plenty of wood. The breath of Adonai, like a torrent of brimstone, sets it aflame.


The grass withers, the flower fades. For the breath of Adonai blows on it. Surely the people are grass.


Pestilence goes before Him, a fiery bolt goes forth at His feet.