33 The clods of the valley are sweet to him; everyone follows behind him, and those before him are without number.
Job 21:33
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Job 40:19–21
19 He is the foremost of God’s works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him. 20 The hills yield him their produce, while all the beasts of the field play nearby. 21 He lies under the lotus plants, hidden among the reeds of the marsh.
Job 8:18–20
18 If he is uprooted from his place, it will disown him, saying, ‘I never saw you.’ 19 Surely this is the joy of his way; yet others will spring from the dust. 20 Behold, God does not reject the blameless, nor will He strengthen the hand of evildoers.
Psalms 73:9–11
9 They set their mouths against the heavens, and their tongues strut across the earth. 10 So their people return to this place and drink up waters in abundance. 11 The wicked say, “How can God know? Does the Most High have knowledge?”
Sirach 39:21–23
21 No one can say, “What is this?” “Why is that?” for all things are created for their own uses. (WEB) 22 His blessing covered the dry land as a river and saturated it as a flood. (WEB) 23 As he has made the waters salty, so the heathen will inherit his wrath. (WEB)
Job 39:20–22
20 Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting? 21 He paws in the valley and rejoices in his strength; he charges into battle. 22 He laughs at fear, frightened of nothing; he does not turn back from the sword.
Psalms 105:33–35
33 He struck their vines and fig trees and shattered the trees of their country. 34 He spoke, and the locusts came— young locusts without number. 35 They devoured every plant in their land and consumed the produce of their soil.
Job 20:16–18
16 He will suck the poison of cobras; the fangs of a viper will kill him. 17 He will not enjoy the streams, the rivers flowing with honey and cream. 18 He must return the fruit of his labor without consuming it; he cannot enjoy the profits of his trading.
Job 41:29–31
29 A club is regarded as straw, and he laughs at the sound of the lance. 30 His undersides are jagged potsherds, spreading out the mud like a threshing sledge. 31 He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron; he makes the sea like a jar of ointment.
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