As wicked He hath stricken them, In the place of beholders.

Pity me! pity me! ye, my friends, for, the hand of GOD, hath stricken me!

There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.

Lo, my terror doth not frighten thee, And my burden on thee is not heavy.

For now you are nothing; you see my terror, and are afraid.

Let him take his rod away from me, and let not his terror make me afraid,

Sounds of terror [are] in his ears; in prosperity [the] destroyer will come [against] him.

Withdraw thy hand far from me; and let not thy terror make me afraid:

For destruction from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his majesty I could not endure.

I would still live in terror of all my pains.
I know You will not acquit me.

Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.

In his neck lodgeth strength, and terror danceth before him.

Do you make him leap like a locust?
His proud snorting fills one with terror.

a trembling gripped me -- and a terror! -- and made all my bones shake.

Let darkness and death-shade buy it back, May there settle down upon it a cloud, Let a day's dark eclipse cause it terror:

One draws it, and treads it from behind, even lightning from his gall; terror is on him.

Yea, GOD, hath made timid my heart, and, the Almighty, hath put me in terror.

For, in the case of all such, morning to them is the death-shade, For, to be recognised, is a death-shade terror.

And shalt rest, with none to put thee in terror, - and many shall entreat thy favour.

At his rising up, mighty men are afraid, by reason of terror, they are beside themselves:

His splendor will petrify you with terror, paralyzing you with fear, won't it?

"He is petrified by terror that surrounds him on all sides; they chase at his heels.

People who live west of him are appalled at his fate; those who live east of him are seized with terror.

Then your confidence will be flawless, and your security will keep you from terror.

When I think about this, I'm petrified with terror and my body shudders uncontrollably."

That's why disaster surrounds you, terror suddenly overwhelms you,

Terror will overtake him like a flood, at night, a tornado will sweep him away.

Terror turned upon me, it will pursue my willingness as the wind, and my salvation passed away as a cloud.

“He looks on everything that is high [without terror];
He is monarch over all the sons of pride. [And now, Job, who are you who does not dare to disturb the beast, yet who dares resist Me, the beast’s creator? Everything under the heavens is Mine; therefore, who can have a claim against God?]”

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison thereof drinks up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

His confidence shall be rooted out of his tent, and it shall bring him to the king of terrors.