Job 41
1 Can thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
“Do you draw leviathan with a hook? And do you let down his tongue with a rope?
2 Can thou put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
Do you put a reed in his nose? And pierce his jaw with a thorn?
3 Will he make many supplications to thee? Or will he speak soft words to thee?
Does he multiply supplications to you? Does he speak tender things to you?
4 Will he make a covenant with thee, that thou should take him for a servant forever?
Does he make a covenant with you? Do you take him for a perpetual servant?
5 Will thou play with him as with a bird? Or will thou bind him for thy maidens?
Do you play with him as a bird? And do you bind him for your girls?
6 Will the bands make traffic of him? Will they part him among the merchants?
(Companions feast on him, They divide him among the merchants!)
7 Can thou fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish-spears?
Do you fill his skin with barbed irons? And his head with fish-spears?
8 Lay thy hand upon him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.
Place your hand on him, Remember the battle—do not add!
9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Will not a man be cast down even at the sight of him?
Behold, the hope of him is found a liar, Also, is one not cast down at his appearance?
10 None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
None so fierce that he awakes him, And who [is] he [who] stations himself before Me?
11 Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Under the whole heaven is mine.
Who has brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it [is] Mine.
12 I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.
13 Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?
Who has uncovered the face of his clothing? Who enters within his double bridle?
14 Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
Who has opened the doors of his face? Around his teeth [are] terrible.
15 His strong scales are his pride, shut up together like a close seal.
A pride—strong ones of shields, Shut up—a close seal.
16 One is so near to another that no air can come between them.
They draw near to one another, And air does not enter between them.
17 They are joined one to another. They stick together, so that they cannot be parted.
They adhere to one another, They stick together and are not separated.
18 His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes [are] as the eyelids of the dawn.
19 Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap forth.
Flames go out of his mouth, sparks of fire escape.
20 Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot and burning rushes.
Smoke goes forth out of his nostrils, As a blown pot and reeds.
21 His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes forth from his mouth.
His breath sets coals on fire, And a flame goes forth from his mouth.
22 In his neck abides strength, and terror dances before him.
Strength lodges in his neck, And grief exults before him.
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm upon him. They cannot be moved.
The flakes of his flesh have adhered—Firm on him—it is not moved.
24 His heart is as firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the nether millstone.
His heart [is] firm as a stone, Indeed, firm as the lower piece.
25 When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid. Because of consternation they are beside themselves.
The mighty are afraid at his rising, From his breakings they keep themselves free.
26 If a man lays at him with the sword it cannot avail, nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
The sword of his overtaker does not stand, Spear, dart, and breastplate.
27 He counts iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
He reckons iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
28 The arrow cannot make him flee. Sling-stones are turned into stubble with him.
The son of the bow does not cause him to flee, Stones of the sling are turned into stubble by him.
29 Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
Darts have been reckoned as stubble, And he laughs at the shaking of a javelin.
30 His underparts are like sharp potsherds. He spreads out as a threshing-wagon upon the mire.
Sharp points of clay [are] under him, He spreads gold on the mire.
31 He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
He causes the deep to boil as a pot, He makes the sea as a pot of ointment.
32 He makes a path to shine after him. A man would think the deep to be hoary.
He causes a path to shine after him, One thinks the deep to be hoary.
33 Upon earth there is not his like who is made without fear.
There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.
34 He beholds everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.
He sees every high thing, He [is] king over all sons of pride.”
