Job 41
1 Is it possible for Leviathan to be pulled out with a fish-hook, or for a hook to be put through the bone of his mouth?
Canst thou draw out the Crocodile with a fish-hook? Or, with a cord, canst thou fasten down his tongue?
2 Will you put a cord into his nose, or take him away with a cord round his tongue?
Wilt thou put a rush-cord on his nose? or, with a thorn, wilt thou pierce his jaw?
3 Will he make prayers to you, or say soft words to you?
Will he multiply unto thee supplications, or will he speak unto thee softly?
4 Will he make an agreement with you, so that you may take him as a servant for ever?
Will he solemnise a covenant with thee? Wilt thou take him for a life-long servant?
5 Will you make sport with him, as with a bird? or put him in chains for your young women?
Wilt thou sport with him, as with a little bird? Or wilt thou bind him, for thy maidens?
6 Will the fishermen make profit out of him? will they have him cut up for the traders?
Shall the companions bargain over him? or will they part him among the traders?
7 Will you put sharp-pointed irons into his skin, or fish-spears into his head?
Wilt thou fill, with darts, his skin? or, with fish-spears, his head?
8 Only put your hand on him, and see what a fight you will have; you will not do it again!
Lay thou upon him thy hand, remember the battle—no more!
9 Truly, the hope of his attacker is false; he is overcome even on seeing him!
Lo! any hope of him, hath been found deceptive, Even at the sight of him, shall not one be overwhelmed?
10 He is so cruel that no one is ready to go against him. Who then is able to keep his place before me?
None so bold, that he will rouse him! Who then is he that, before me, can stand?
11 Who ever went against me, and got the better of me? There is no one under heaven!
Who hath forestalled me, that I may repay him? Under all the heavens, mine it is!
12 I will not keep quiet about the parts of his body, or about his power, and the strength of his frame.
I will not pass by in silence his parts, or the matter of strength, or the grace of his armour.
13 Who has ever taken off his outer skin? who may come inside his inner coat of iron?
Who hath removed his outer garment, through his double row of teeth, who would enter?
14 Who has made open the doors of his face? Fear is round about his teeth.
The doors of his face, who hath opened? The circles of his teeth, are a terror!
15 His back is made of lines of plates, joined tight together, one against the other, like a stamp.
A pride, are his arched sides, closed up, with a firm seal;
16 One is so near to the other that no air may come between them.
One to another, they join, and, air, cannot enter between them;
17 They take a grip of one another; they are joined together, so that they may not be parted.
Each to its fellow, they cleave, they grasp each other, and cannot be parted;
18 His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn.
His sneezings, flash forth light, and, his eyes, are like the eyelashes of the dawn;
19 Out of his mouth go burning lights, and flames of fire are jumping up.
Out of his mouth, torches dart forth, sparks of fire, escape;
20 Smoke comes out of his nose, like a pot boiling on the fire.
Out of his nostrils, proceedeth smoke, like a blown pot and rushes;
21 His breath puts fire to coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
His breath, setteth coals ablaze, and, a flame, out of his mouth, proceedeth;
22 Strength is in his neck, and fear goes dancing before him.
In his neck, lodgeth strength, and, before him, danceth dismay;
23 The plates of his flesh are joined together, fixed, and not to be moved.
The dewlaps of his flesh, cleave together, hardened upon him, they cannot be moved;
24 His heart is as strong as a stone, hard as the lower crushing-stone.
His heart, is hardened like a stone, yea hardened, like the nether millstone;
25 When he gets ready for the fight, the strong are overcome with fear.
At his rising up, mighty men are afraid, by reason of terror, they are beside themselves:
26 The sword may come near him but is not able to go through him; the spear, or the arrow, or the sharp-pointed iron.
As for him that assaileth him, the sword availeth not, spear, dart, or coat of mail:
27 Iron is to him as dry grass, and brass as soft wood.
He counteth iron as broken straw, and bronze as rotten wood:
28 The arrow is not able to put him to flight: stones are no more to him than dry stems.
The arrow, will not make him flee, Into chaff, are sling-stones changed by him:
29 A thick stick is no better than a leaf of grass, and he makes sport of the onrush of the spear.
As a straw, is a club accounted, and he laugheth at the whir of the javelin;
30 Under him are sharp edges of broken pots: as if he was pulling a grain-crushing instrument over the wet earth.
His underparts, are points of potsherd, a pointed threshing roller spreadeth out upon the slime:
31 The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel.
He causeth to boil, as a cauldron, the raging deep, the sea, he maketh like a brewing vessel:
32 After him his way is shining, so that the deep seems white.
After him, he lighteth up a path, one might think the resounding deep to be hoary!
33 On earth there is not another like him, who is made without fear.
There is not—upon the dust—his like, that hath been made to be without fear;
34 Everything which is high goes in fear of him; he is king over all the sons of pride.
Every thing lofty, he beholdeth, he, is king over all ravenous beasts.
