41:1 "Can you draw out the leviathan with a hook, or hold down his tongue with a cord? |
41:2 Can you put a ring into his nose, or pierce his jaw with a gaff hook? |
41:3 Will he multiply pleas for help to you? Will he speak soft words to you? |
41:4 Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him for a servant forever? |
41:5 Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your maidens? |
41:6 Shall traders bargain over him? Shall they divide him among the merchants? |
41:7 Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fishing spears? |
41:8 Lay your hand on him, think of the battle; you will never do it again. |
41:9 Behold, your expectation is vain; will you be laid low even at the sight of him? |
41:10 None is so fierce as to dare to stir him up; who then is able to stand before Me? |
41:11 Who has gone before Me that I should repay him? All that is in the heavens is Mine. |
41:12 I will not keep silent concerning his limbs, or his mighty strength, or the grace of his frame. |
41:13 Who can strip off his outer armor? Who can penetrate within his double jaws? |
41:14 Who can open the doors to his face, with his terrible teeth all around? |
41:15 The rows of scales are his pride, shut up with a closed seal; |
41:16 One is so near to another that no air can come between them; |
41:17 They are joined one to another, they stick together so that they cannot be separated. |
41:18 His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn. |
41:19 Out of his mouth go burning torches, sparks of fire leap out. |
41:20 Out of his nostrils goes smoke, as out of a boiling pot fired by reeds. |
41:21 His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth. |
41:22 In his neck resides strength, and terror dances before him. |
41:23 The folds of his flesh are joined together, cast firm upon him; they cannot be moved. |
41:24 His heart is cast hard as a stone, even cast hard as the lower millstone. |
41:25 The mighty are afraid when he raises himself up; they are beside themselves because of his crashing. |
41:26 If the sword is thrust at him, it will not hold firm, nor the spear, the dart, and the javelin. |
41:27 He esteems iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood. |
41:28 An arrow cannot make him flee; sling-stones are turned by him into stubble. |
41:29 Clubs are counted as stubble; he laughs at the shaking of a javelin. |
41:30 Sharpest potsherds line his belly; he spreads himself like a threshing sledge. |
41:31 He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a seething mixture. |
41:32 Behind him he leaves a shining wake; one would think the deep abyss to be gray-headed. |
41:33 On earth there is nothing like him, who is made to be fearless. |
41:34 He beholds every thing that is high; he is a king over all the children of pride." |