Job 41
1 Kan du trække Leviathan op med en Krog? eller drage dens Tunge med en Snor, du lader synke ned?
“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
2 Kan du sætte et Sivreb i dens Næse eller gennembore dens Kæber med en Krog?
Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
3 Mon den vil gøre mange ydmyge Begæringer til dig eller tale milde Ord for dig?
Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?
4 Mon den vil gøre en Pagt med dig, at du kan tage den til Tjener evindelig?
Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?
5 Kan du lege med den som med en Fugl? eller binde den fast, til Morskab for dine Smaapiger?
Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
6 Skulle Deltagerne vel drive Handel med den? skulle de dele den ud iblandt Købmænd?
Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
7 Kan du fylde dens Hud med Spyd, dens Hoved med Harpuner?
Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
8 Læg din Haand paa den! Du vil huske den Kamp og ikke gøre det mere.
Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.
9 Se, Haabet derom slaar fejl; styrter man ikke ned endog kun ved Synet af den?
Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10 Der er ingen saa dumdristig, at han tør tirre den; hvo er da den, der vil bestaa for mit Ansigt?
None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
11 — Hvo har givet mig noget først, at jeg skulde betale det? hvad der er under al Himmelen, det er mit —
Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.
12 jeg vil ikke tie om dens Lemmer og dens Styrkes Beskaffenhed og dens Legemsbygnings Yndelighed.
“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
13 Hvo har afklædt den dens ydre Bedækning? hvo tør komme ind imellem dens dobbelte Tandrækker?
Who can strip off his outer garment? Who will come within his jaws?
14 Hvo har opladt dens Ansigts Døre? omkring dens Tænder er der Rædsel.
Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
15 Dens Skjoldes Rande ere prægtige, lukkede som med et tæt Segl.
Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.
16 Den ene er saa nær ved den anden, at der ikke kan komme Vejr ind imellem dem.
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17 Den ene hænger fast ved den anden; de gribe i hverandre og adskilles ikke.
They are joined to one another. They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.
18 Dens Nysen lader Lys skinne, og dens Øjne ere som Morgenrødens Øjenlaage.
His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19 Af dens Mund fare Blus, Ildgnister fare ud.
Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap out.
20 Af dens Næsebor udgaar Røg som af en sydende Gryde og af en Kedel.
Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
21 Dens Aande kan stikke Ild i Kul, og en Lue gaar ud af dens Mund.
His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth.
22 Paa dens Hals hviler Styrke, og Angest hopper foran den.
There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
23 Dens Køds Stykker hænge fast sammen; det er som støbt paa den, det kan ikke bevæges.
The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved.
24 Dens Hjerte er støbt fast som Sten, ja, støbt fast som den nederste Møllesten.
His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.
25 Naar den farer op, grue de stærke; af Angest forfejle de Maalet.
When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
26 Angriber nogen den med Sværd, da bider det ikke paa, ej heller Spyd, Kastevaaben eller Lanse.
If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
27 Den agter Jern som Straa, Kobber som raaddent Træ.
He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
28 Ingen Pil jager den paa Flugt, Slyngestene blive for den som Avner.
The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
29 Køllen agtes som Avner, og den ler ad det susende Glavind.
Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
30 Under den ere skarpe Skæl, og det er, som den drager en Tærskeslæde hen over Dyndet.
His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
31 Dybet syder som en Gryde; den gør Havet som en Salvekedel.
He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 Den gør, at Vejen skinner efter den; man maatte holde Havet for graahaaret.
He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
33 Der er ingen, som kat? lignes ved den paa Jorden, den er skabt til at være uden Frygt.
On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
34 Den ser ned paa alt højt; den er en Konge over alle stolte Dyr.
He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”
