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Can you fill his skin with harpoons, or his head with fishing spears?
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Lay hands on him; think of the battle; you will not do it again!
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Behold, the hope of a man is disappointed; he is laid low even at the sight of him.
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No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up. Who then is he that can stand before me?
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Who has given to me, that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
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"I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, or his mighty strength, or his goodly frame.
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Who can strip off his outer garment? Who can penetrate his double coat of mail?
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Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
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His back is made of rows of shields, shut up closely as with a seal.
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One is so near to another that no air can come between them.
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They are joined one to another; they clasp each other and cannot be separated.