Job 41
1 Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down — his tongue?
Canst thou draw out the leviathan with a hook, or canst thou tie his tongue with a cord?
2 Dost thou put a reed in his nose? And with a thorn pierce his jaw?
Canst thou put a ring in his nose, or bore through his jaw with a buckle?
3 Doth he multiply unto thee supplications? Doth he speak unto thee tender things?
Will he make many supplications to thee, or speak soft words to thee?
4 Doth he make a covenant with thee? Dost thou take him for a servant age-during?
Will he make a covenant with thee, and wilt thou take him to be a servant for ever?
5 Dost thou play with him as a bird? And dost thou bind him for thy damsels?
Shalt thou play with him as with a bird, or tie him up for thy handmaids?
6 (Feast upon him do companions, They divide him among the merchants!)
Shall friends cut him in pieces, shall merchants divide him?
7 Dost thou fill with barbed irons his skin? And with fish-spears his head?
Wilt thou fill nets with his skin, and the cabins of fishes with his head?
8 Place on him thy hand, Remember the battle — do not add!
Lay thy hand upon him: remember the battle, and speak no more.
9 Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down?
Behold his hope shall fail him, and in the sight of all he shall be cast down.
10 None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who [is] he before Me stationeth himself?
I will not stir him up, like one that is cruel: for who can resist my countenance?
11 Who hath brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it [is] mine.
Who hath given me before that I should repay him? All things that are under heaven are mine.
12 I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.
I will not spare him, nor his mighty words, and framed to make supplication.
13 Who hath uncovered the face of his clothing? Within his double bridle who doth enter?
Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can go into the midst of his mouth?
14 The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth [are] terrible.
Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
15 A pride — strong ones of shields, Shut up — a close seal.
His body is like molten shields, shut close up with scales pressing upon one another.
16 One unto another they draw nigh, And air doth not enter between them.
One is joined to another, and not so much as any air can come between them:
17 One unto another they adhere, They stick together and are not separated.
They stick one to another and they hold one another fast, and shall not be separated.
18 His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes [are] as the eyelids of the dawn.
His sneezing is like the shining of fire, and his eyes like the eyelids of the morning.
19 Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape.
Out of his mouth go forth lamps, like torches of lighted fire.
20 Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds.
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, like that of a pot heated and boiling.
21 His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth.
His breath kindleth coals, and a flame cometh forth out of his mouth.
22 In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.
In his neck strength shall dwell, and want goeth before his face.
23 The flakes of his flesh have adhered — Firm upon him — it is not moved.
The members of his flesh cleave one to another: he shall send lightnings against him, and they shall not be carried to another place.
24 His heart [is] firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece.
His heart shall be as hard as a stone, and as firm as a smith’s anvil.
25 From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free.
When he shall raise him up, the angels shall fear, and being affrighted shall purify themselves.
26 The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear — dart — and lance.
When a sword shall lay at him, it shall not be able to hold, nor a spear, nor a breastplate.
27 He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood.
For he shall esteem iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
28 The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling.
The archer shall not put him to flight, the stones of the sling are to him like stubble.
29 As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.
As stubble will he esteem the hammer, and he will laugh him to scorn who shaketh the spear.
30 Under him [are] sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.
The beams of the sun shall be under him, and he shall strew gold under him like mire.
31 He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment.
He shall make the deep sea to boil like a pot, and shall make it as when ointments boil.
32 After him he causeth a path to shine, One thinketh the deep to be hoary.
A path shall shine after him, he shall esteem the deep as growing old.
33 There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.
There is no power upon earth that can be compared with him who was made to fear no one.
34 Every high thing he doth see, He [is] king over all sons of pride.
He beholdeth every high thing, he is king over all the children of pride.
