8 Lay your hands on him; remember the battle--you will not do it again!
9 a Behold, the hope of a man is false; he is laid low even at the sight of him.
10 No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
11 1Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? 2Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12 "I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, or his mighty strength, or his goodly frame.
13 Who can strip off his outer garment? Who would come near him with a bridle?
14 Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
15 His back is made ofb rows of shields, shut up closely as with a seal.
16 One is so near to another that no air can come between them.
17 They are 3joined one to another; they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
18 His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like 4the eyelids of the dawn.
19 Out of his mouth go flaming torches; sparks of fire leap forth.
20 Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke, as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
21 His breath 5kindles coals, and a flame comes forth from his mouth.
22 In his neck abides strength, and terror dances before him.
23 The folds of his flesh 6stick together, firmly cast on him and immovable.
24 His heart is hard as a stone, hard as the lower millstone.
25 When he raises himself up the mightyc are afraid; at the crashing they are beside themselves.
26 Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail, nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
27 He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
28 The arrow cannot make him flee; for him sling stones are turned to stubble.
29 Clubs are counted as stubble; he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
30 His underparts are like sharp 7potsherds; he spreads himself like 8a threshing sledge on the mire.
31 He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 Behind him he leaves a shining wake; one would think the deep to be white-haired.
33 9On earth there is not his like, a creature without fear.
34 He sees everything that is high; he is king over all the 10sons of pride."

Otras traducciones de Job 41:8

La Biblia de las Américas (Español) BLA

Job 41:8 Pon tu mano sobre él; te acordarás de la batalla y no lo volverás a hacer.

La Biblia del Jubileo 2000 JBS

8 Pon tu mano sobre él; te acordarás de la batalla, y nunca más tornarás

King James Version KJV

8 Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.

New King James Version NKJV

8 Lay your hand on him; Remember the battle-- Never do it again!

Nueva Traducción Viviente NTV

Job 41:8 Si le pones la mano encima,
te dará una batalla que no olvidarás.
¡No volverás a intentarlo!

Nueva Versión Internacional NVI

8 Si llegas a ponerle la mano encima,¡jamás te olvidarás de esa batalla,y no querrás repetir la experiencia!

La Biblia Reina-Valera (Español) RVR

8 Pon tu mano sobre él; Te acordarás de la batalla, y nunca más tornarás.

Sagradas Escrituras (1569) (Español) SEV

8 Pon tu mano sobre él; te acordarás de la batalla, y nunca más tornarás.
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