Quotes About Strength

He paws in the valley and rejoices in his strength; he charges into battle.

He laughs at fear, frightened of nothing; he does not turn back from the sword.

A quiver rattles at his side, along with a flashing spear and lance.

At the blast of the horn, he snorts with fervor. He catches the scent of battle from afar—the shouts of captains and the cry of war.

He dwells on a cliff and lodges there; his stronghold is on a rocky crag.

“Now brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall inform Me.

Do you have an arm like Godís? Can you thunder with a voice like His?

Then I will confess to you that your own right hand can save you.

Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He feeds on grass like an ox.

See the strength of his loins and the power in the muscles of his belly.

His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.

His bones are tubes of bronze; his limbs are rods of iron.

He is the foremost of Godís works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him.

Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid; he remains secure, though the Jordan surges to his mouth.

Can anyone capture him as he looks on, or pierce his nose with a snare?

“Can you pull in Leviathan with a hook or tie down his tongue with a rope?

Can you put a cord through his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook?

Will he beg you for mercy or speak to you softly?

Can you pet him like a bird or put him on a leash for your maidens?

Can you fill his hide with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?

If you lay a hand on him, you will remember the battle and never repeat it!

Surely hope of overcoming him is false. Is not the sight of him overwhelming?

No one is so fierce as to rouse Leviathan. Then who is able to stand against Me?

I cannot keep silent about his limbs, his power and graceful form.