which I made as I made you;
he eats grass like an ox.
His strength in his loins,
and his power in the muscles of his belly.
He makes his tail stiff like a cedar;
the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
His bones are tubes of bronze,
his limbs like bars of iron.
“He is the first of the works of God.
“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook
or press down his tongue with a cord?
Can you put a rope in his nose
or pierce his jaw with a hook?
“No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up.
Who then is he who can stand before me?
Who has first given to me, that I should repay him?
Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
“Who can strip off his outer garment?
Who would come near him with a bridle?
Who can open the doors of his face?
Around his teeth is terror.
His back is made of rows of shields,
shut up closely as with a seal.
One is so near to another
that no air can come between them.
They clasp each other and cannot be separated.
His sneezings flash forth light,
and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.
Out of his mouth go flaming torches;
sparks of fire leap forth.
Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke,
as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
In his neck abides strength,
and terror dances before him.
The folds of his flesh stick together,
firmly cast on him and immovable.
“He counts iron as straw,
and bronze as rotten wood.
The arrow cannot make him flee;
for him, sling stones are turned to stubble.
Clubs are counted as stubble;
he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
His underparts are like sharp potsherds.
He makes the deep boil like a pot;
he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
Behind him he leaves a shining wake;
one would think the deep to be white-haired.
On earth there is not his like,
a creature without fear.
He is king over all the sons of pride.” Job 40:15-19; 41:1-2,10-11,13-20,22-23,27-34
God exquisitely fashioned, and owns, and reigns over, the behemoth and leviathan and every living thing. Every creature, every detail of muscle and shape, movement and function, expression and skin and breath, is created, known, and ordered by the Possessor and Ruler of all.
“He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation. For by him all things were created, in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or authorities—all things were created through him and for him. And he is before all things, and in him all things hold together.” Colossians 1:15-17
We cannot breathe, that He has not given us breath. We cannot move, except that in Him we live and move and have our being. We cannot give, that He has not given first. This is our God– supreme in authority, perfect in knowledge, transcendent in love, worthy to be worshiped. He is trustworthy of our surrender, confidence, and faith. (Acts 17:28)
Gracious, most high God, You are great and good. May Your peace that rules me exhibit Your unfailing sovereignty to everyone I encounter.
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Amen! For I know whom I have believed, His peace may rule over me.