אִיּוֹב 41
| תִּמְשֹׁ֣ךְ לִוְיָתָ֣ן בְּחַכָּ֑ה וּ֝בְחֶ֗בֶל תַּשְׁקִ֥יעַ לְשֹׁנֽוֹ׃ | 1 |
Wilt thou draw out the leviathan with the hook, and press down his tongue with a cord?
| הֲתָשִׂ֣ים אַגְמ֣וֹן בְּאַפּ֑וֹ וּ֝בְח֗וֹחַ תִּקּ֥וֹב לֶֽחֱיוֹ׃ | 2 |
Wilt thou put a rush-rope into his nose, and pierce his jaw with a spike?
| הֲיַרְבֶּ֣ה אֵ֭לֶיךָ תַּחֲנוּנִ֑ים אִם־יְדַבֵּ֖ר אֵלֶ֣יךָ רַכּֽוֹת׃ | 3 |
Will he make many supplications unto thee? or will he speak softly unto thee?
| הֲיִכְרֹ֣ת בְּרִ֣ית עִמָּ֑ךְ תִּ֝קָּחֶ֗נּוּ לְעֶ֣בֶד עוֹלָֽם׃ | 4 |
Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him as a bondman for ever?
| הַֽתְשַׂחֶק־בּ֭וֹ כַּצִּפּ֑וֹר וְ֝תִקְשְׁרֶ֗נּוּ לְנַעֲרוֹתֶֽיךָ׃ | 5 |
Wilt thou play with him as with a bird, and wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
| יִכְר֣וּ עָ֭לָיו חַבָּרִ֑ים יֶ֝חֱצ֗וּהוּ בֵּ֣ין כְּֽנַעֲנִֽים׃ | 6 |
Shall partners make traffic of him, will they divide him among merchants?
| הַֽתְמַלֵּ֣א בְשֻׂכּ֣וֹת עוֹר֑וֹ וּבְצִלְצַ֖ל דָּגִ֣ים רֹאשֽׁוֹ׃ | 7 |
Wilt thou fill his skin with darts, and his head with fish-spears?
| שִׂים־עָלָ֥יו כַּפֶּ֑ךָ זְכֹ֥ר מִ֝לְחָמָ֗ה אַל־תּוֹסַֽף׃ | 8 |
Lay thy hand upon him; remember the battle, — do no more!
| הֵן־תֹּחַלְתּ֥וֹ נִכְזָ֑בָה הֲגַ֖ם אֶל־מַרְאָ֣יו יֻטָֽל׃ | 9 |
Lo, hope as to him is belied: is not one cast down even at the sight of him?
| לֹֽא־אַ֭כְזָר כִּ֣י יְעוּרֶ֑נּוּ וּמִ֥י ה֝֗וּא לְפָנַ֥י יִתְיַצָּֽב׃ | 10 |
None is so bold as to stir him up; and who is he that will stand before me?
| מִ֣י הִ֭קְדִּימַנִי וַאֲשַׁלֵּ֑ם תַּ֖חַת כָּל־הַשָּׁמַ֣יִם לִי־הֽוּא׃ | 11 |
Who hath first given to me, that I should repay [him]? [Whatsoever is] under the whole heaven is mine.
| לֽוֹ אַחֲרִ֥ישׁ בַּדָּ֑יו וּדְבַר־גְּ֝בוּר֗וֹת וְחִ֣ין עֶרְכּֽוֹ׃ | 12 |
I will not be silent as to his parts, the story of his power, and the beauty of his structure.
| מִֽי־גִ֭לָּה פְּנֵ֣י לְבוּשׁ֑וֹ בְּכֶ֥פֶל רִ֝סְנ֗וֹ מִ֣י יָבֽוֹא׃ | 13 |
Who can uncover the surface of his garment? who can come within his double jaws?
| דַּלְתֵ֣י פָ֭נָיו מִ֣י פִתֵּ֑חַ סְבִיב֖וֹת שִׁנָּ֣יו אֵימָֽה׃ | 14 |
Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
| גַּ֭אֲוָה אֲפִיקֵ֣י מָֽגִנִּ֑ים סָ֝ג֗וּר חוֹתָ֥ם צָֽר׃ | 15 |
The rows of his shields are a pride, shut up together [as with] a close seal.
| אֶחָ֣ד בְּאֶחָ֣ד יִגַּ֑שׁוּ וְ֝ר֗וּחַ לֹא־יָב֥וֹא בֵֽינֵיהֶֽם׃ | 16 |
One is so near to another that no air can come between them;
| אִישׁ־בְּאָחִ֥יהוּ יְדֻבָּ֑קוּ יִ֝תְלַכְּד֗וּ וְלֹ֣א יִתְפָּרָֽדוּ׃ | 17 |
They are joined each to its fellow; they stick together, and cannot be sundered.
| עֲֽ֭טִישֹׁתָיו תָּ֣הֶל א֑וֹר וְ֝עֵינָ֗יו כְּעַפְעַפֵּי־שָֽׁחַר׃ | 18 |
His sneezings flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
| מִ֭פִּיו לַפִּידִ֣ים יַהֲלֹ֑כוּ כִּיד֥וֹדֵי אֵ֝֗שׁ יִתְמַלָּֽטוּ׃ | 19 |
Out of his mouth go forth flames; sparks of fire leap out:
| מִ֭נְּחִירָיו יֵצֵ֣א עָשָׁ֑ן כְּד֖וּד נָפ֣וּחַ וְאַגְמֹֽן׃ | 20 |
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a boiling pot and cauldron.
| נַ֭פְשׁוֹ גֶּחָלִ֣ים תְּלַהֵ֑ט וְ֝לַ֗הַב מִפִּ֥יו יֵצֵֽא׃ | 21 |
His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
| בְּֽ֭צַוָּארוֹ יָלִ֣ין עֹ֑ז וּ֝לְפָנָ֗יו תָּד֥וּץ דְּאָבָֽה׃ | 22 |
In his neck lodgeth strength, and terror danceth before him.
| מַפְּלֵ֣י בְשָׂר֣וֹ דָבֵ֑קוּ יָצ֥וּק עָ֝לָ֗יו בַּל־יִמּֽוֹט׃ | 23 |
The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are fused upon him, they cannot be moved.
| לִ֭בּוֹ יָצ֣וּק כְּמוֹ־אָ֑בֶן וְ֝יָצ֗וּק כְּפֶ֣לַח תַּחְתִּֽית׃ | 24 |
His heart is firm as a stone, yea, firm as the nether [millstone].
| מִ֭שֵּׂתוֹ יָג֣וּרוּ אֵלִ֑ים מִ֝שְּׁבָרִ֗ים יִתְחַטָּֽאוּ׃ | 25 |
When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: they are beside themselves with consternation.
| מַשִּׂיגֵ֣הוּ חֶ֭רֶב בְּלִ֣י תָק֑וּם חֲנִ֖ית מַסָּ֣ע וְשִׁרְיָֽה׃ | 26 |
If any reach him with a sword, it cannot hold; neither spear, nor dart, nor harpoon.
| יַחְשֹׁ֣ב לְתֶ֣בֶן בַּרְזֶ֑ל לְעֵ֖ץ רִקָּב֣וֹן נְחוּשָֽׁה׃ | 27 |
He esteemeth iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
| לֹֽא־יַבְרִיחֶ֥נּוּ בֶן־קָ֑שֶׁת לְ֝קַ֗שׁ נֶהְפְּכוּ־ל֥וֹ אַבְנֵי־קָֽלַע׃ | 28 |
The arrow will not make him flee; slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
| כְּ֭קַשׁ נֶחְשְׁב֣וּ תוֹתָ֑ח וְ֝יִשְׂחַ֗ק לְרַ֣עַשׁ כִּידֽוֹן׃ | 29 |
Clubs are counted as stubble; he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.
| תַּ֭חְתָּיו חַדּ֣וּדֵי חָ֑רֶשׂ יִרְפַּ֖ד חָר֣וּץ עֲלֵי־טִֽיט׃ | 30 |
His under parts are sharp potsherds: he spreadeth a threshing-sledge upon the mire.
| יַרְתִּ֣יחַ כַּסִּ֣יר מְצוּלָ֑ה יָ֝֗ם יָשִׂ֥ים כַּמֶּרְקָחָֽה׃ | 31 |
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot; he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment;
| אַ֭חֲרָיו יָאִ֣יר נָתִ֑יב יַחְשֹׁ֖ב תְּה֣וֹם לְשֵׂיבָֽה׃ | 32 |
He maketh the path to shine after him: one would think the deep to be hoary.
| אֵֽין־עַל־עָפָ֥ר מָשְׁל֑וֹ הֶ֝עָשׂ֗וּ לִבְלִי־חָֽת׃ | 33 |
Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
| אֵֽת־כָּל־גָּבֹ֥הַּ יִרְאֶ֑ה ה֝֗וּא מֶ֣לֶךְ עַל־כָּל־בְּנֵי־שָֽׁחַץ׃ ס | 34 |
He beholdeth all high things; he is king over all the proud beasts.
