Job 41
1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
“ʻOku ke faʻa fusi hake ʻae levaiatani ʻaki ʻae mātaʻu? Pe ko hono ʻelelo ʻaki ʻae afo ʻoku ke tukutuku hifo?
2 Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
ʻOku ke faʻa ʻai ʻae mātaʻu ki hono ihu? Pe vili ke ʻasi hono kouʻahe ʻaki ʻae talaʻi ʻakau?
3 Will he make many supplications to thee? will he speak soft words to thee?
Te ne fai ʻene ngaahi hū tāumaʻu kiate koe? Te ne lea ʻaki ʻae ngaahi lea malu kiate koe?
4 Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
Te ne fai ʻae fuakava mo koe? Te ke maʻu ia ko hoʻo tamaioʻeiki ʻo taʻengata?
5 Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
Te ke fakavā mo ia ʻo hangē ko e manupuna? Pe te ke noʻotaki ia maʻa hoʻo kau taʻahine?
6 Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
ʻE fai kātoanga ʻaki ia ʻe ho kaumeʻa? Te nau vahevahe ia ki he kakai fakatau?
7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
ʻOku ke faʻa fakapito hono kili ʻi he tao ukamea talatala? Pe ko hono ʻulu ʻi he tao hoka ika?
8 Lay thy hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
Hilifaki ho nima kiate ia, manatu ki he tau, pea ʻoua naʻa toe fai hā meʻa.
9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
Vakai, ʻoku taʻeʻaonga ke ʻamanaki kiate ia: ʻikai ʻe tō ki lalo ha tokotaha ʻi he mamata pe kiate ia?
10 None is so fierce that he dare rouse him: who then is able to stand before me?
ʻOku ʻikai ha tokotaha ʻoku loto lahi ʻe fie ueʻi ia ke tuʻu hake: pea ka kuo pehē, ko hai koā ʻe faʻa tuʻu ʻi hoku ʻao?
11 Who hath given to me, that I should repay him? whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
Ko hai kuo ne tomuʻa fai kiate au koeʻuhi ke u totongi ia? Ko e meʻa kotoa pē ʻoku ʻi lalo langi ʻoku ʻaʻaku ia.
12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
“ʻE ʻikai te u fakapuli hono ngaahi konga, pe ko hono mālohi, pe ko hono matamatalelei.
13 Who can uncover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
Ko hai te ne faʻa ʻilo ʻae mata ʻo hono kofu? Pe ko hai ʻe faʻa haʻu kiate ia mo e palaiteli lou ua?
14 Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth there is terror.
Ko hai te ne faʻa toʻo ʻae matapā ʻo hono mata? ʻOku fakailifia hono ngaahi nifo ʻoku takatakai.
15 His scales are his pride, shut together as with a close seal.
ʻOku viki ia ʻi hono ngaahi ʻuno, ʻaia ʻoku tāpuni fakataha ʻo hangē ko e meʻa pulusi maʻu.
16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
ʻOku fengūtaki pehē ʻae taha ki he taha, ʻaia ʻoku ʻikai faʻa hū ai ʻae matangi ʻi hona vahaʻa.
17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
ʻOku nau fehokotaki, ʻo fepikitaki fakataha, pea ʻe ʻikai faʻa vaheʻi.
18 His sneezes flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
ʻI heʻene mafatua ʻoku ulo ai ʻae maama, pea ʻoku tatau hono mata mo e laumata ʻoe pongipongi.
19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire dart forth.
ʻOku ʻalu atu mei hono ngutu ʻae ngaahi maama ulo, ʻoku puna mei ai kituʻa ʻae ngaahi kalofiama.
20 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a boiling pot or caldron.
ʻOku ʻalu atu ʻi hono avaʻi ihu ʻae ʻohuafi, ʻo hangē ko e kulo vai kuo lili, pe ko e fuʻu kulo.
21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
ʻOku tutu ʻe heʻene mānava ʻae malala, pea ʻoku ulo mai ʻae afi mei hono ngutu.
22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
ʻOku nofo ʻae mālohi ʻi hono kia, pea ʻoku liliu ʻae mamahi ko e fiefia ʻi hono ʻao.
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
Ko hono ngaahi ʻioʻi kakano ʻoku piki fakataha: ʻoku mālohi ia ʻi ai; ʻoku ʻikai faʻa ueʻi.
24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the lower millstone.
ʻOku mālohi hono loto ʻo hangē ko e maka; ʻio, ʻoku fefeka ʻo hangē ko e konga ʻoe maka tokalalo ʻoe meʻa momosi.
25 When he raiseth himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of the crashing they purify themselves.
ʻOka fokotuʻu hake ia ki ʻolunga, ʻoku manavahē ʻae kau mālohi: ko e meʻa ʻi he faʻa maumau ʻoku nau fakamaʻa ʻakinautolu.
26 The sword of him that overtaketh him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the javelin.
Ko e heletā ʻo ia ʻoku ne tā kiate ia ʻoku ʻikai tau; pe ko e tao, pe ko e tokotoko, mo e kofutau.
27 He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
ʻOku tatau kiate ia ʻae ʻaione mo e mohuku, ʻae palasa mo e ʻakau popo.
28 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
ʻE ʻikai hola ia ʻi he ngahau: ʻoku ne liliu ʻae ngaahi makatā ko e veve.
29 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
ʻOku ne ui ʻae ngaahi ngahau ko e mohuku mōmoa: ʻoku kata ia ʻi he apoapo ʻoe tao.
30 Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
ʻOku ʻi lalo ʻiate ia ʻae ngaahi maka māsila: ʻoku ne folahi ki he pelepela ʻae ngaahi meʻa māsila.
31 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
ʻOku ne fakalili ʻae loloto ʻo hangē ko e kulo: ʻoku ne ngaohi ke tatau ʻae tahi mo e ipu ʻoe meʻa tākai.
32 He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
ʻOku ne fakangingila ʻae hala kimui ʻiate ia; ʻe mahalo ʻe ha taha ʻoku hinehina ʻae loloto.
33 Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
ʻOku ʻikai hano tatau ʻi he fonua, ʻaia kuo ngaohi ke taʻemanavahē.
34 He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.
ʻOku ne vakai ki he ngaahi meʻa māʻolunga kotoa pē: ko e tuʻi ia ki he ngaahi fānau kotoa pē ʻoe laukau.”
