Ozzuu Bible
en_cjb - Job 41Config
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[(9)] “Look, any hope [of capturing him] is futile — one would fall prostrate at the very sight of him.
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[(11)] Who has given me anything and made me pay it back? Everything belongs to me under all of heaven.
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[(30)] His belly is as sharp as fragments of pottery, so he moves across the mud like a threshing-sledge.