Siope 41
1 “ʻOku ke faʻa fusi hake ʻae levaiatani ʻaki ʻae mātaʻu? Pe ko hono ʻelelo ʻaki ʻae afo ʻoku ke tukutuku hifo?
"Can you draw out Deinosuchus with a fishhook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
2 ʻOku ke faʻa ʻai ʻae mātaʻu ki hono ihu? Pe vili ke ʻasi hono kouʻahe ʻaki ʻae talaʻi ʻakau?
Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
3 Te ne fai ʻene ngaahi hū tāumaʻu kiate koe? Te ne lea ʻaki ʻae ngaahi lea malu kiate koe?
Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?
4 Te ne fai ʻae fuakava mo koe? Te ke maʻu ia ko hoʻo tamaioʻeiki ʻo taʻengata?
Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?
5 Te ke fakavā mo ia ʻo hangē ko e manupuna? Pe te ke noʻotaki ia maʻa hoʻo kau taʻahine?
Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
6 ʻE fai kātoanga ʻaki ia ʻe ho kaumeʻa? Te nau vahevahe ia ki he kakai fakatau?
Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
7 ʻOku ke faʻa fakapito hono kili ʻi he tao ukamea talatala? Pe ko hono ʻulu ʻi he tao hoka ika?
Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
8 Hilifaki ho nima kiate ia, manatu ki he tau, pea ʻoua naʻa toe fai hā meʻa.
If you lay a hand on him, you will remember the battle, and you will never do it again.
9 Vakai, ʻoku taʻeʻaonga ke ʻamanaki kiate ia: ʻikai ʻe tō ki lalo ha tokotaha ʻi he mamata pe kiate ia?
Look, the hope of him is in vain. Won't one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10 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?
None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
11 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.
Who has confronted me, that I should repay? Everything under the heavens is mine.
12 “ʻE ʻikai te u fakapuli hono ngaahi konga, pe ko hono mālohi, pe ko hono matamatalelei.
"I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
13 Ko hai te ne faʻa ʻilo ʻae mata ʻo hono kofu? Pe ko hai ʻe faʻa haʻu kiate ia mo e palaiteli lou ua?
Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?
14 Ko hai te ne faʻa toʻo ʻae matapā ʻo hono mata? ʻOku fakailifia hono ngaahi nifo ʻoku takatakai.
Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
15 ʻOku viki ia ʻi hono ngaahi ʻuno, ʻaia ʻoku tāpuni fakataha ʻo hangē ko e meʻa pulusi maʻu.
Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.
16 ʻOku fengūtaki pehē ʻae taha ki he taha, ʻaia ʻoku ʻikai faʻa hū ai ʻae matangi ʻi hona vahaʻa.
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17 ʻOku nau fehokotaki, ʻo fepikitaki fakataha, pea ʻe ʻikai faʻa vaheʻi.
They are joined one to another. They stick together, so that they can't be pulled apart.
18 ʻI heʻene mafatua ʻoku ulo ai ʻae maama, pea ʻoku tatau hono mata mo e laumata ʻoe pongipongi.
His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19 ʻOku ʻalu atu mei hono ngutu ʻae ngaahi maama ulo, ʻoku puna mei ai kituʻa ʻae ngaahi kalofiama.
Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap forth.
20 ʻOku ʻalu atu ʻi hono avaʻi ihu ʻae ʻohuafi, ʻo hangē ko e kulo vai kuo lili, pe ko e fuʻu kulo.
Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
21 ʻOku tutu ʻe heʻene mānava ʻae malala, pea ʻoku ulo mai ʻae afi mei hono ngutu.
His breath kindles coals. A flame goes forth from his mouth.
22 ʻOku nofo ʻae mālohi ʻi hono kia, pea ʻoku liliu ʻae mamahi ko e fiefia ʻi hono ʻao.
There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
23 Ko hono ngaahi ʻioʻi kakano ʻoku piki fakataha: ʻoku mālohi ia ʻi ai; ʻoku ʻikai faʻa ueʻi.
The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can't be moved.
24 ʻOku mālohi hono loto ʻo hangē ko e maka; ʻio, ʻoku fefeka ʻo hangē ko e konga ʻoe maka tokalalo ʻoe meʻa momosi.
His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.
25 ʻOka fokotuʻu hake ia ki ʻolunga, ʻoku manavahē ʻae kau mālohi: ko e meʻa ʻi he faʻa maumau ʻoku nau fakamaʻa ʻakinautolu.
When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
26 Ko e heletā ʻo ia ʻoku ne tā kiate ia ʻoku ʻikai tau; pe ko e tao, pe ko e tokotoko, mo e kofutau.
If one attacks him with the sword, it can't prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
27 ʻOku tatau kiate ia ʻae ʻaione mo e mohuku, ʻae palasa mo e ʻakau popo.
He counts iron as straw; and bronze as rotten wood.
28 ʻE ʻikai hola ia ʻi he ngahau: ʻoku ne liliu ʻae ngaahi makatā ko e veve.
The arrow can't make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
29 ʻOku ne ui ʻae ngaahi ngahau ko e mohuku mōmoa: ʻoku kata ia ʻi he apoapo ʻoe tao.
Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
30 ʻOku ʻi lalo ʻiate ia ʻae ngaahi maka māsila: ʻoku ne folahi ki he pelepela ʻae ngaahi meʻa māsila.
His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
31 ʻOku ne fakalili ʻae loloto ʻo hangē ko e kulo: ʻoku ne ngaohi ke tatau ʻae tahi mo e ipu ʻoe meʻa tākai.
He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 ʻOku ne fakangingila ʻae hala kimui ʻiate ia; ʻe mahalo ʻe ha taha ʻoku hinehina ʻae loloto.
He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
33 ʻOku ʻikai hano tatau ʻi he fonua, ʻaia kuo ngaohi ke taʻemanavahē.
On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
34 ʻOku ne vakai ki he ngaahi meʻa māʻolunga kotoa pē: ko e tuʻi ia ki he ngaahi fānau kotoa pē ʻoe laukau.”
He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride."
