אִיּוֹב 41
| תִּמְשֹׁ֣ךְ לִוְיָתָ֣ן בְּחַכָּ֑ה וּ֝בְחֶ֗בֶל תַּשְׁקִ֥יעַ לְשֹׁנֹֽו׃ | 1 |
“Do you draw leviathan with a hook? And do you let down his tongue with a rope?
| הֲתָשִׂ֣ים אַגְמֹ֣ון בְּאַפֹּ֑ו וּ֝בְחֹ֗וחַ תִּקֹּ֥וב לֶֽחֱיֹו׃ | 2 |
Do you put a reed in his nose? And pierce his jaw with a thorn?
| הֲיַרְבֶּ֣ה אֵ֭לֶיךָ תַּחֲנוּנִ֑ים אִם־יְדַבֵּ֖ר אֵלֶ֣יךָ רַכֹּֽות׃ | 3 |
Does he multiply supplications to you? Does he speak tender things to you?
| הֲיִכְרֹ֣ת בְּרִ֣ית עִמָּ֑ךְ תִּ֝קָּחֶ֗נּוּ לְעֶ֣בֶד עֹולָֽם׃ | 4 |
Does he make a covenant with you? Do you take him for a perpetual servant?
| הֽ͏ַתְשַׂחֶק־בֹּ֖ו כַּצִּפֹּ֑ור וְ֝תִקְשְׁרֶ֗נּוּ לְנַעֲרֹותֶֽיךָ׃ | 5 |
Do you play with him as a bird? And do you bind him for your girls?
| יִכְר֣וּ עָ֭לָיו חַבָּרִ֑ים יֶ֝חֱצ֗וּהוּ בֵּ֣ין כְּֽנַעֲנִֽים׃ | 6 |
(Companions feast on him, They divide him among the merchants!)
| הַֽתְמַלֵּ֣א בְשֻׂכֹּ֣ות עֹורֹ֑ו וּבְצִלְצַ֖ל דָּגִ֣ים רֹאשֹֽׁו׃ | 7 |
Do you fill his skin with barbed irons? And his head with fish-spears?
| שִׂים־עָלָ֥יו כַּפֶּ֑ךָ זְכֹ֥ר מִ֝לְחָמָ֗ה אַל־תֹּוסַֽף׃ | 8 |
Place your hand on him, Remember the battle—do not add!
| הֵן־תֹּחַלְתֹּ֥ו נִכְזָ֑בָה הֲגַ֖ם אֶל־מַרְאָ֣יו יֻטָֽל׃ | 9 |
Behold, the hope of him is found a liar, Also, is one not cast down at his appearance?
| לֹֽא־אַ֭כְזָר כִּ֣י יְעוּרֶ֑נּוּ וּמִ֥י ה֝֗וּא לְפָנַ֥י יִתְיַצָּֽב׃ | 10 |
None so fierce that he awakes him, And who [is] he [who] stations himself before Me?
| מִ֣י הִ֭קְדִּימַנִי וַאֲשַׁלֵּ֑ם תַּ֖חַת כָּל־הַשָּׁמַ֣יִם לִי־הֽוּא׃ | 11 |
Who has brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it [is] Mine.
| לֹא־ (לֹֽו)־אַחֲרִ֥ישׁ בַּדָּ֑יו וּדְבַר־גְּ֝בוּרֹ֗ות וְחִ֣ין עֶרְכֹּֽו׃ | 12 |
I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.
| מִֽי־גִ֭לָּה פְּנֵ֣י לְבוּשֹׁ֑ו בְּכֶ֥פֶל רִ֝סְנֹ֗ו מִ֣י יָבֹֽוא׃ | 13 |
Who has uncovered the face of his clothing? Who enters within his double bridle?
| דַּלְתֵ֣י פָ֭נָיו מִ֣י פִתֵּ֑חַ סְבִיבֹ֖ות שִׁנָּ֣יו אֵימָֽה׃ | 14 |
Who has opened the doors of his face? Around his teeth [are] terrible.
| גַּ֭אֲוָה אֲפִיקֵ֣י מָֽגִנִּ֑ים סָ֝ג֗וּר חֹותָ֥ם צָֽר׃ | 15 |
A pride—strong ones of shields, Shut up—a close seal.
| אֶחָ֣ד בְּאֶחָ֣ד יִגַּ֑שׁוּ וְ֝ר֗וּחַ לֹא־יָבֹ֥וא בֵֽינֵיהֶֽם׃ | 16 |
They draw near to one another, And air does not enter between them.
| אִישׁ־בְּאָחִ֥יהוּ יְדֻבָּ֑קוּ יִ֝תְלַכְּד֗וּ וְלֹ֣א יִתְפָּרָֽדוּ׃ | 17 |
They adhere to one another, They stick together and are not separated.
| עֲֽ֭טִישֹׁתָיו תָּ֣הֶל אֹ֑ור וְ֝עֵינָ֗יו כְּעַפְעַפֵּי־שָֽׁחַר׃ | 18 |
His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes [are] as the eyelids of the dawn.
| מִ֭פִּיו לַפִּידִ֣ים יַהֲלֹ֑כוּ כִּידֹ֥ודֵי אֵ֝֗שׁ יִתְמַלָּֽטוּ׃ | 19 |
Flames go out of his mouth, sparks of fire escape.
| מִ֭נְּחִירָיו יֵצֵ֣א עָשָׁ֑ן כְּד֖וּד נָפ֣וּחַ וְאַגְמֹֽן׃ | 20 |
Smoke goes forth out of his nostrils, As a blown pot and reeds.
| נַ֭פְשֹׁו גֶּחָלִ֣ים תְּלַהֵ֑ט וְ֝לַ֗הַב מִפִּ֥יו יֵצֵֽא׃ | 21 |
His breath sets coals on fire, And a flame goes forth from his mouth.
| בְּֽ֭צַוָּארֹו יָלִ֣ין עֹ֑ז וּ֝לְפָנָ֗יו תָּד֥וּץ דְּאָבָֽה׃ | 22 |
Strength lodges in his neck, And grief exults before him.
| מַפְּלֵ֣י בְשָׂרֹ֣ו דָבֵ֑קוּ יָצ֥וּק עָ֝לָ֗יו בַּל־יִמֹּֽוט׃ | 23 |
The flakes of his flesh have adhered—Firm on him—it is not moved.
| לִ֭בֹּו יָצ֣וּק כְּמֹו־אָ֑בֶן וְ֝יָצ֗וּק כְּפֶ֣לַח תַּחְתִּֽית׃ | 24 |
His heart [is] firm as a stone, Indeed, firm as the lower piece.
| מִ֭שֵּׂתֹו יָג֣וּרוּ אֵלִ֑ים מִ֝שְּׁבָרִ֗ים יִתְחַטָּֽאוּ׃ | 25 |
The mighty are afraid at his rising, From his breakings they keep themselves free.
| מַשִּׂיגֵ֣הוּ חֶ֭רֶב בְּלִ֣י תָק֑וּם חֲנִ֖ית מַסָּ֣ע וְשִׁרְיָֽה׃ | 26 |
The sword of his overtaker does not stand, Spear, dart, and breastplate.
| יַחְשֹׁ֣ב לְתֶ֣בֶן בַּרְזֶ֑ל לְעֵ֖ץ רִקָּבֹ֣ון נְחוּשָֽׁה׃ | 27 |
He reckons iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
| לֹֽא־יַבְרִיחֶ֥נּוּ בֶן־קָ֑שֶׁת לְ֝קַ֗שׁ נֶהְפְּכוּ־לֹ֥ו אַבְנֵי־קָֽלַע׃ | 28 |
The son of the bow does not cause him to flee, Stones of the sling are turned into stubble by him.
| כְּ֭קַשׁ נֶחְשְׁב֣וּ תֹותָ֑ח וְ֝יִשְׂחַ֗ק לְרַ֣עַשׁ כִּידֹֽון׃ | 29 |
Darts have been reckoned as stubble, And he laughs at the shaking of a javelin.
| תַּ֭חְתָּיו חַדּ֣וּדֵי חָ֑רֶשׂ יִרְפַּ֖ד חָר֣וּץ עֲלֵי־טִֽיט׃ | 30 |
Sharp points of clay [are] under him, He spreads gold on the mire.
| יַרְתִּ֣יחַ כַּסִּ֣יר מְצוּלָ֑ה יָ֝֗ם יָשִׂ֥ים כַּמֶּרְקָחָֽה׃ | 31 |
He causes the deep to boil as a pot, He makes the sea as a pot of ointment.
| אַ֭חֲרָיו יָאִ֣יר נָתִ֑יב יַחְשֹׁ֖ב תְּהֹ֣ום לְשֵׂיבָֽה׃ | 32 |
He causes a path to shine after him, One thinks the deep to be hoary.
| אֵֽין־עַל־עָפָ֥ר מָשְׁלֹ֑ו הֶ֝עָשׂ֗וּ לִבְלִי־חָֽת׃ | 33 |
There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.
| אֵֽת־כָּל־גָּבֹ֥הַּ יִרְאֶ֑ה ה֝֗וּא מֶ֣לֶךְ עַל־כָּל־בְּנֵי־שָֽׁחַץ׃ ס | 34 |
He sees every high thing, He [is] king over all sons of pride.”
