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