איוב 41
| תִּמְשֹׁךְ לִוְיָתָן בְּחַכָּה וּבְחֶבֶל תַּשְׁקִיעַ לְשֹׁנֽוֹ׃ | 1 |
Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
| הֲתָשִׂים אַגְמֹן בְּאַפּוֹ וּבְחוֹחַ תִּקֹּב לֶחֱיֽוֹ׃ | 2 |
Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
| הֲיַרְבֶּה אֵלֶיךָ תַּחֲנוּנִים אִם־יְדַבֵּר אֵלֶיךָ רַכּֽוֹת׃ | 3 |
Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee?
| הֲיִכְרֹת בְּרִית עִמָּךְ תִּקָּחֶנּוּ לְעֶבֶד עוֹלָֽם׃ | 4 |
Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
| הַֽתְשַׂחֶק־בּוֹ כַּצִּפּוֹר וְתִקְשְׁרֶנּוּ לְנַעֲרוֹתֶֽיךָ׃ | 5 |
Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
| יִכְרוּ עָלָיו חַבָּרִים יֶחֱצוּהוּ בֵּין כְּֽנַעֲנִֽים׃ | 6 |
Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
| הַֽתְמַלֵּא בְשֻׂכּוֹת עוֹרוֹ וּבְצִלְצַל דָּגִים רֹאשֽׁוֹ׃ | 7 |
Canst thou fill his skin with barbed iron? or his head with fish spears?
| שִׂים־עָלָיו כַּפֶּךָ זְכֹר מִלְחָמָה אַל־תּוֹסַֽף׃ | 8 |
Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
| הֵן־תֹּחַלְתּוֹ נִכְזָבָה הֲגַם אֶל־מַרְאָיו יֻטָֽל׃ | 9 |
Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
| לֹֽא־אַכְזָר כִּי יְעוּרֶנּוּ וּמִי הוּא לְפָנַי יִתְיַצָּֽב׃ | 10 |
None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
| מִי הִקְדִּימַנִי וַאֲשַׁלֵּם תַּחַת כׇּל־הַשָּׁמַיִם לִי־הֽוּא׃ | 11 |
Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
| (לא) [לוֹ־]אַחֲרִישׁ בַּדָּיו וּדְבַר־גְּבוּרוֹת וְחִין עֶרְכּֽוֹ׃ | 12 |
I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
| מִֽי־גִלָּה פְּנֵי לְבוּשׁוֹ בְּכֶפֶל רִסְנוֹ מִי יָבֽוֹא׃ | 13 |
Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
| דַּלְתֵי פָנָיו מִי פִתֵּחַ סְבִיבוֹת שִׁנָּיו אֵימָֽה׃ | 14 |
Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
| גַּאֲוָה אֲפִיקֵי מָגִנִּים סָגוּר חוֹתָם צָֽר׃ | 15 |
His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
| אֶחָד בְּאֶחָד יִגַּשׁוּ וְרוּחַ לֹא־יָבֹא בֵינֵיהֶֽם׃ | 16 |
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
| אִישׁ־בְּאָחִיהוּ יְדֻבָּקוּ יִתְלַכְּדוּ וְלֹא יִתְפָּרָֽדוּ׃ | 17 |
They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
| עֲטִישֹׁתָיו תָּהֶל אוֹר וְעֵינָיו כְּעַפְעַפֵּי־שָֽׁחַר׃ | 18 |
By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
| מִפִּיו לַפִּידִים יַהֲלֹכוּ כִּידוֹדֵי אֵשׁ יִתְמַלָּֽטוּ׃ | 19 |
Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
| מִנְּחִירָיו יֵצֵא עָשָׁן כְּדוּד נָפוּחַ וְאַגְמֹֽן׃ | 20 |
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
| נַפְשׁוֹ גֶּחָלִים תְּלַהֵט וְלַהַב מִפִּיו יֵצֵֽא׃ | 21 |
His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
| בְּֽצַוָּארוֹ יָלִין עֹז וּלְפָנָיו תָּדוּץ דְּאָבָֽה׃ | 22 |
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
| מַפְּלֵי בְשָׂרוֹ דָבֵקוּ יָצוּק עָלָיו בַּל־יִמּֽוֹט׃ | 23 |
The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
| לִבּוֹ יָצוּק כְּמוֹ־אָבֶן וְיָצוּק כְּפֶלַח תַּחְתִּֽית׃ | 24 |
His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
| מִשֵּׂתוֹ יָגוּרוּ אֵלִים מִשְּׁבָרִים יִתְחַטָּֽאוּ׃ | 25 |
When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
| מַשִּׂיגֵהוּ חֶרֶב בְּלִי תָקוּם חֲנִית מַסָּע וְשִׁרְיָֽה׃ | 26 |
The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
| יַחְשֹׁב לְתֶבֶן בַּרְזֶל לְעֵץ רִקָּבוֹן נְחוּשָֽׁה׃ | 27 |
He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
| לֹא־יַבְרִיחֶנּוּ בֶן־קָשֶׁת לְקַשׁ נֶהְפְּכוּ־לוֹ אַבְנֵי־קָֽלַע׃ | 28 |
The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
| כְּקַשׁ נֶחְשְׁבוּ תוֹתָח וְיִשְׂחַק לְרַעַשׁ כִּידֽוֹן׃ | 29 |
Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
| תַּחְתָּיו חַדּוּדֵי חָרֶשׂ יִרְפַּד חָרוּץ עֲלֵי־טִֽיט׃ | 30 |
Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
| יַרְתִּיחַ כַּסִּיר מְצוּלָה יָם יָשִׂים כַּמֶּרְקָחָֽה׃ | 31 |
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
| אַחֲרָיו יָאִיר נָתִיב יַחְשֹׁב תְּהוֹם לְשֵׂיבָֽה׃ | 32 |
He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
| אֵֽין־עַל־עָפָר מׇשְׁלוֹ הֶעָשׂוּ לִבְלִי־חָֽת׃ | 33 |
Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
| אֵֽת־כׇּל־גָּבֹהַּ יִרְאֶה הוּא מֶלֶךְ עַל־כׇּל־בְּנֵי־שָֽׁחַץ׃ | 34 |
He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.
