איוב 41
| תִּמְשֹׁךְ לִוְיָתָן בְּחַכָּה וּבְחֶבֶל תַּשְׁקִיעַ לְשֹׁנֽוֹ׃ | 1 |
“Do you draw leviathan with a hook? And do you let down his tongue with a rope?
| הֲתָשִׂים אַגְמוֹן בְּאַפּוֹ וּבְחוֹחַ תִּקּוֹב לֶֽחֱיוֹ׃ | 2 |
Do you put a reed in his nose? And pierce his jaw with a thorn?
| הֲיַרְבֶּה אֵלֶיךָ תַּחֲנוּנִים אִם־יְדַבֵּר אֵלֶיךָ רַכּֽוֹת׃ | 3 |
Does he multiply supplications to you? Does he speak tender things to you?
| הֲיִכְרֹת בְּרִית עִמָּךְ תִּקָּחֶנּוּ לְעֶבֶד עוֹלָֽם׃ | 4 |
Does he make a covenant with you? Do you take him for a perpetual servant?
| הֽ͏ַתְשַׂחֶק־בּוֹ כַּצִּפּוֹר וְתִקְשְׁרֶנּוּ לְנַעֲרוֹתֶֽיךָ׃ | 5 |
Do you play with him as a bird? And do you bind him for your girls?
| יִכְרוּ עָלָיו חַבָּרִים יֶחֱצוּהוּ בֵּין כְּֽנַעֲנִֽים׃ | 6 |
(Companions feast on him, They divide him among the merchants!)
| הַֽתְמַלֵּא בְשֻׂכּוֹת עוֹרוֹ וּבְצִלְצַל דָּגִים רֹאשֽׁוֹ׃ | 7 |
Do you fill his skin with barbed irons? And his head with fish-spears?
| שִׂים־עָלָיו כַּפֶּךָ זְכֹר מִלְחָמָה אַל־תּוֹסַֽף׃ | 8 |
Place your hand on him, Remember the battle—do not add!
| הֵן־תֹּחַלְתּוֹ נִכְזָבָה הֲגַם אֶל־מַרְאָיו יֻטָֽל׃ | 9 |
Behold, the hope of him is found a liar, Also, is one not cast down at his appearance?
| לֹֽא־אַכְזָר כִּי יְעוּרֶנּוּ וּמִי הוּא לְפָנַי יִתְיַצָּֽב׃ | 10 |
None so fierce that he awakes him, And who [is] he [who] stations himself before Me?
| מִי הִקְדִּימַנִי וַאֲשַׁלֵּם תַּחַת כָּל־הַשָּׁמַיִם לִי־הֽוּא׃ | 11 |
Who has brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it [is] Mine.
| לא־לֽוֹ־אַחֲרִישׁ בַּדָּיו וּדְבַר־גְּבוּרוֹת וְחִין עֶרְכּֽוֹ׃ | 12 |
I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.
| מִֽי־גִלָּה פְּנֵי לְבוּשׁוֹ בְּכֶפֶל רִסְנוֹ מִי יָבֽוֹא׃ | 13 |
Who has uncovered the face of his clothing? Who enters within his double bridle?
| דַּלְתֵי פָנָיו מִי פִתֵּחַ סְבִיבוֹת שִׁנָּיו אֵימָֽה׃ | 14 |
Who has opened the doors of his face? Around his teeth [are] terrible.
| גַּאֲוָה אֲפִיקֵי מָֽגִנִּים סָגוּר חוֹתָם צָֽר׃ | 15 |
A pride—strong ones of shields, Shut up—a close seal.
| אֶחָד בְּאֶחָד יִגַּשׁוּ וְרוּחַ לֹא־יָבוֹא בֵֽינֵיהֶֽם׃ | 16 |
They draw near to one another, And air does not enter between them.
| אִישׁ־בְּאָחִיהוּ יְדֻבָּקוּ יִתְלַכְּדוּ וְלֹא יִתְפָּרָֽדוּ׃ | 17 |
They adhere to one another, They stick together and are not separated.
| עֲֽטִישֹׁתָיו תָּהֶל אוֹר וְעֵינָיו כְּעַפְעַפֵּי־שָֽׁחַר׃ | 18 |
His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes [are] as the eyelids of the dawn.
| מִפִּיו לַפִּידִים יַהֲלֹכוּ כִּידוֹדֵי אֵשׁ יִתְמַלָּֽטוּ׃ | 19 |
Flames go out of his mouth, sparks of fire escape.
| מִנְּחִירָיו יֵצֵא עָשָׁן כְּדוּד נָפוּחַ וְאַגְמֹֽן׃ | 20 |
Smoke goes forth out of his nostrils, As a blown pot and reeds.
| נַפְשׁוֹ גֶּחָלִים תְּלַהֵט וְלַהַב מִפִּיו יֵצֵֽא׃ | 21 |
His breath sets coals on fire, And a flame goes forth from his mouth.
| בְּֽצַוָּארוֹ יָלִין עֹז וּלְפָנָיו תָּדוּץ דְּאָבָֽה׃ | 22 |
Strength lodges in his neck, And grief exults before him.
| מַפְּלֵי בְשָׂרוֹ דָבֵקוּ יָצוּק עָלָיו בַּל־יִמּֽוֹט׃ | 23 |
The flakes of his flesh have adhered—Firm on him—it is not moved.
| לִבּוֹ יָצוּק כְּמוֹ־אָבֶן וְיָצוּק כְּפֶלַח תַּחְתִּֽית׃ | 24 |
His heart [is] firm as a stone, Indeed, firm as the lower piece.
| מִשֵּׂתוֹ יָגוּרוּ אֵלִים מִשְּׁבָרִים יִתְחַטָּֽאוּ׃ | 25 |
The mighty are afraid at his rising, From his breakings they keep themselves free.
| מַשִּׂיגֵהוּ חֶרֶב בְּלִי תָקוּם חֲנִית מַסָּע וְשִׁרְיָֽה׃ | 26 |
The sword of his overtaker does not stand, Spear, dart, and breastplate.
| יַחְשֹׁב לְתֶבֶן בַּרְזֶל לְעֵץ רִקָּבוֹן נְחוּשָֽׁה׃ | 27 |
He reckons iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
| לֹֽא־יַבְרִיחֶנּוּ בֶן־קָשֶׁת לְקַשׁ נֶהְפְּכוּ־לוֹ אַבְנֵי־קָֽלַע׃ | 28 |
The son of the bow does not cause him to flee, Stones of the sling are turned into stubble by him.
| כְּקַשׁ נֶחְשְׁבוּ תוֹתָח וְיִשְׂחַק לְרַעַשׁ כִּידֽוֹן׃ | 29 |
Darts have been reckoned as stubble, And he laughs at the shaking of a javelin.
| תַּחְתָּיו חַדּוּדֵי חָרֶשׂ יִרְפַּד חָרוּץ עֲלֵי־טִֽיט׃ | 30 |
Sharp points of clay [are] under him, He spreads gold on the mire.
| יַרְתִּיחַ כַּסִּיר מְצוּלָה יָם יָשִׂים כַּמֶּרְקָחָֽה׃ | 31 |
He causes the deep to boil as a pot, He makes the sea as a pot of ointment.
| אַחֲרָיו יָאִיר נָתִיב יַחְשֹׁב תְּהוֹם לְשֵׂיבָֽה׃ | 32 |
He causes a path to shine after him, One thinks the deep to be hoary.
| אֵֽין־עַל־עָפָר מָשְׁלוֹ הֶעָשׂוּ לִבְלִי־חָֽת׃ | 33 |
There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.
| אֵֽת־כָּל־גָּבֹהַּ יִרְאֶה הוּא מֶלֶךְ עַל־כָּל־בְּנֵי־שָֽׁחַץ׃ | 34 |
He sees every high thing, He [is] king over all sons of pride.”
