איוב 41
| תִּמְשֹׁךְ לִוְיָתָן בְּחַכָּה וּבְחֶבֶל תַּשְׁקִיעַ לְשֹׁנֽוֹ׃ | 1 |
Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fish-hook? or press down his tongue with a cord?
| הֲתָשִׂים אַגְמוֹן בְּאַפּוֹ וּבְחוֹחַ תִּקּוֹב לֶֽחֱיוֹ׃ | 2 |
Canst thou put a ring into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a hook?
| הֲיַרְבֶּה אֵלֶיךָ תַּחֲנוּנִים אִם־יְדַבֵּר אֵלֶיךָ רַכּֽוֹת׃ | 3 |
Will he make many supplications unto thee? or will he speak soft words unto thee?
| הֲיִכְרֹת בְּרִית עִמָּךְ תִּקָּחֶנּוּ לְעֶבֶד עוֹלָֽם׃ | 4 |
Will he make a covenant with thee, that thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever?
| הֽ͏ַתְשַׂחֶק־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 |
Will the bands of fishermen make a banquet of him? Will they part him among the merchants?
| הַֽתְמַלֵּא בְשֻׂכּוֹת עוֹרוֹ וּבְצִלְצַל דָּגִים רֹאשֽׁוֹ׃ | 7 |
Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish-spears?
| שִׂים־עָלָיו כַּפֶּךָ זְכֹר מִלְחָמָה אַל־תּוֹסַֽף׃ | 8 |
Lay thy hand upon him; think upon the battle, thou wilt do so 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 כָּל־הַשָּׁמַיִם לִי־הֽוּא׃ | 11 |
Who hath given Me anything beforehand, that I should repay him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is Mine.
| לא־לֽוֹ־אַחֲרִישׁ בַּדָּיו וּדְבַר־גְּבוּרוֹת וְחִין עֶרְכּֽוֹ׃ | 12 |
Would I keep silence concerning his boastings, or his proud talk, or his fair array of words?
| מִֽי־גִלָּה פְּנֵי לְבוּשׁוֹ בְּכֶפֶל רִסְנוֹ מִי יָבֽוֹא׃ | 13 |
Who can uncover the face of his garment? Who shall come within his double bridle?
| דַּלְתֵי פָנָיו מִי פִתֵּחַ סְבִיבוֹת שִׁנָּיו אֵימָֽה׃ | 14 |
Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
| גַּאֲוָה אֲפִיקֵי מָֽגִנִּים סָגוּר חוֹתָם צָֽר׃ | 15 |
His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
| אֶחָד בְּאֶחָד יִגַּשׁוּ וְרוּחַ לֹא־יָבוֹא בֵֽינֵיהֶֽם׃ | 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.
| עֲֽטִישֹׁתָיו תָּהֶל אוֹר וְעֵינָיו כְּעַפְעַפֵּי־שָֽׁחַר׃ | 18 |
His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
| מִפִּיו לַפִּידִים יַהֲלֹכוּ כִּידוֹדֵי אֵשׁ יִתְמַלָּֽטוּ׃ | 19 |
Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap forth.
| מִנְּחִירָיו יֵצֵא עָשָׁן כְּדוּד נָפוּחַ וְאַגְמֹֽן׃ | 20 |
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot and burning rushes.
| 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 abideth strength, and dismay danceth before him.
| מַפְּלֵי בְשָׂרוֹ דָבֵקוּ יָצוּק עָלָיו בַּל־יִמּֽוֹט׃ | 23 |
The flakes of his flesh are joined together; they are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.
| לִבּוֹ יָצוּק כְּמוֹ־אָבֶן וְיָצוּק כְּפֶלַח תַּחְתִּֽית׃ | 24 |
His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, firm as the nether millstone.
| מִשֵּׂתוֹ יָגוּרוּ אֵלִים מִשְּׁבָרִים יִתְחַטָּֽאוּ׃ | 25 |
When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid; by reason of despair they are beside themselves.
| מַשִּׂיגֵהוּ חֶרֶב בְּלִי תָקוּם חֲנִית מַסָּע וְשִׁרְיָֽה׃ | 26 |
If one lay at him with the sword, it will not hold; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
| יַחְשֹׁב לְתֶבֶן בַּרְזֶל לְעֵץ רִקָּבוֹן נְחוּשָֽׁה׃ | 27 |
He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
| לֹֽא־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 |
Clubs are accounted as stubble; he laugheth at the rattling of the javelin.
| תַּחְתָּיו חַדּוּדֵי חָרֶשׂ יִרְפַּד חָרוּץ עֲלֵי־טִֽיט׃ | 30 |
Sharpest potsherds are under him; he spreadeth a threshing-sledge 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 seething mixture.
| 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 מָשְׁלוֹ הֶעָשׂוּ לִבְלִי־חָֽת׃ | 33 |
Upon earth there is not his like, who is made to be fearless.
| אֵֽת־כָּל־גָּבֹהַּ יִרְאֶה הוּא מֶלֶךְ עַל־כָּל־בְּנֵי־שָֽׁחַץ׃ | 34 |
He looketh at all high things; he is king over all the proud beasts.
