JOB 41

Jb 41:1Can you draw out leviathan with a hook, / Or press down his tongue with a cord?

Jb 41:2Can you put a rope in his nose, / Or pierce his jaw with a hook?

Jb 41:3Will he make many supplications unto you, / Or speak soft words to you?

Jb 41:4Will he make a covenant with you / That you would take him as a servant forever?

Jb 41:5Will you play with him as with a bird, / Or bind him for your maidens?

Jb 41:6Will the traders bargain over him? / Will they divide him up among merchants?

Jb 41:7Can you fill his skin with harpoons, / Or his head with fishing spears?

Jb 41:8Lay your hand on him, / And remember the battle — you will never do it again!

Jb 41:9Indeed, any hope for him is vain; / Will not one be even cast down at the sight of him?

Jb 41:10No one is so fierce as to stir him up; / Who then is he who would stand before Me?

Jb 41:11Who has first given to Me that I should repay him? / Whatever is under the whole heaven is Mine.

Jb 41:12I will not be silent about his limbs / Or about the account of his mighty deeds or about the beauty of his frame.

Jb 41:13Who can strip off his outer garment? / Who can go within his double jaws?

Jb 41:14Who can open the doors of his face? / Around his teeth is terror.

Jb 41:15His pride is his rows of scales, / Shut up as with a tight seal.

Jb 41:16One is so near the other / That the air cannot pass between them.

Jb 41:17Each is joined to the other; / They stick together and cannot be separated.

Jb 41:18His sneezes flash forth light, / And his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.

Jb 41:19Out of his mouth go forth flaming torches; / Sparks of fire leap out.

Jb 41:20Out of his nostrils comes smoke, / As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.

Jb 41:21His breath kindles coals, / And a flame comes from his mouth.

Jb 41:22In his neck abides strength, / And terror dances before him.

Jb 41:23The folds of his flesh are joined together; / They are firm upon him and immovable.

Jb 41:24His heart is as firm as stone, / Indeed as firm as the lower millstone.

Jb 41:25At his rising up, the mighty fear; / They are beside themselves with consternation.

Jb 41:26The sword that reaches him cannot avail, / Nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.

Jb 41:27He considers iron shafts as straw, / And bronze ones as rotted wood.

Jb 41:28The arrow does not make him flee; / With him slingstones turn to stubble.

Jb 41:29Clubs are considered as stubble; / He laughs at the quivering javelin.

Jb 41:30His underparts are like sharp potsherds; / He spreads himself like a threshing sledge upon the mire.

Jb 41:31He makes the deep boil like a cauldron; / He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.

Jb 41:32Behind him he makes a shining wake; / One would think the deep to be white-haired.

Jb 41:33On earth there is none his equal, / Who is made without fear.

Jb 41:34He beholds everything that is high; / He is king over all the sons of pride.

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