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1 ௧ “லிவியாதானை தூண்டிலைக்கொண்டு பிடிக்கமுடியுமோ? அதின் நாக்கை நீ விடுகிற கயிற்றினாலே பிடிக்கமுடியுமோ?
Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
Will he make many supplications to thee? will he speak soft words to thee?
Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
5 ௫ ஒரு குருவியுடன் விளையாடுகிறதுபோல், நீ அதனுடன் விளையாடி, அதை நீ உன் பெண்களுக்கு அருகில் கட்டிவைப்பாயோ?
Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
Lay thy hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
None is so fierce that he dare rouse him: who then is able to stand before me?
11 ௧௧ தனக்குப் பதில்கொடுக்கப்படும்படி, முந்தி எனக்குக் கொடுத்தவன் யார்? வானத்தின் கீழுள்ளவைகள் எல்லாம் என்னுடையவைகள்.
Who hath given to me, that I should repay him? whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12 ௧௨ அதின் உறுப்புகளும், அதின் வீரியமும், அதின் உடல் இசைவின் அழகும் இன்னதென்று நான் சொல்லாமல் மறைக்கமாட்டேன்.
I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
13 ௧௩ அது மூடியிருக்கிற அதின் போர்வையைக் எடுக்கக்கூடியவன் யார்? அதின் இரண்டு தாடைகளின் நடுவே கடிவாளம் போடத்தக்கவன் யார்?
Who can uncover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth there is terror.
15 ௧௫ முத்திரைப் பதிப்புபோல அழுத்தங்கொண்டு அடர்த்தியாயிருக்கிற அதின் கேடகங்களின் அமைப்பு மகா சிறப்பாயிருக்கிறது.
His scales are his pride, shut together as with a close seal.
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
His sneezes flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire dart forth.
20 ௨0 கொதிக்கிற சட்டியிலும் கொப்பரையிலும் இருந்து புறப்படுகிறதுபோல, அதின் மூக்கிலிருந்து புகை புறப்படும்.
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a boiling pot or caldron.
His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the lower millstone.
When he raiseth himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of the crashing they purify themselves.
The sword of him that overtaketh him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the javelin.
He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
30 ௩0 அதின் கீழாகக் கூர்மையான கற்கள் கிடந்தாலும், அது சேற்றின்மேல் ஓடுகிறதுபோல கூர்மையான அவைகளின்மேலும் ஓடும்.
Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
34 ௩௪ அது மேட்டிமையானதையெல்லாம் அற்பமாக நினைக்கிறது; அது அகங்காரமுள்ள உயிரினங்களுக்கெல்லாம் ராஜாவாக இருக்கிறது” என்றார்.
He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.
