41:1 | * “Can you pull in* Leviathan with a hook, and tie down* its tongue with a rope? |
41:2 | Can you put a cord through its nose, or pierce its jaw with a hook? |
41:3 | Will it make numerous supplications to you,* will it speak to you with tender words?* |
41:4 | Will it make a pact* with you, so you could take it* as your slave for life? |
41:5 | Can you play* with it, like a bird, or tie it on a leash* for your girls? |
41:6 | Will partners* bargain* for it? Will they divide it up* among the merchants? |
41:7 | Can you fill its hide with harpoons or its head with fishing spears? |
41:8 | If you lay your hand on it, you will remember* the fight, and you will never do it again! |
41:9 | * See, his expectation is wrong,* he is laid low even at the sight of it.* |
41:10 | Is it not fierce* when it is awakened? Who is he, then, who can stand before it?* |
41:11 | (Who has confronted* me that I should repay?* Everything under heaven belongs to me!)* |
41:12 | I will not keep silent about its limbs, and the extent of its might, and the grace of its arrangement.* |
41:13 | Who can uncover its outer covering?* Who can penetrate to the inside of its armor?* |
41:14 | Who can open the doors of its mouth?* Its teeth all around are fearsome. |
41:15 | Its back* has rows of shields, shut up closely* together as with a seal; |
41:16 | each one is so close to the next* that no air can come between them. |
41:17 | They lock tightly together, one to the next;* they cling together and cannot be separated. |
41:18 | Its snorting throws out flashes of light; its eyes are like the red glow* of dawn. |
41:19 | Out of its mouth go flames,* sparks of fire shoot forth! |
41:20 | Smoke streams from its nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning* rushes. |
41:21 | Its breath sets coals ablaze and a flame shoots from its mouth. |
41:22 | Strength lodges in its neck, and despair* runs before it. |
41:23 | The folds* of its flesh are tightly joined; they are firm on it, immovable.* |
41:24 | Its heart* is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone. |
41:25 | When it rises up, the mighty are terrified, at its thrashing about they withdraw.* |
41:26 | Whoever strikes it with a sword* will have no effect,* nor with the spear, arrow, or dart. |
41:27 | It regards iron as straw and bronze as rotten wood. |
41:28 | Arrows* do not make it flee; slingstones become like chaff to it. |
41:29 | A club is counted* as a piece of straw; it laughs at the rattling of the lance. |
41:30 | Its underparts* are the sharp points of potsherds, it leaves its mark in the mud like a threshing sledge.* |
41:31 | It makes the deep boil like a cauldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment,* |
41:32 | It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had a head of white hair. |
41:33 | The likes of it is not on earth, a creature* without fear. |
41:34 | It looks on every haughty being; it is king over all that are proud.”* |