41:1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with a hook? or his tongue
with a cord [which] thou lettest down?
41:2 Canst thou put a hook into his nose? or bore his jaw
through with a thorn?
41:3 Will he make many supplications to thee? will he speak soft
[words] to thee?
41:4 Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a
servant for ever?
41:5 Wilt thou play with him as [with] a bird? or wilt thou bind
him for thy maidens?
41:6 Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part
him among the merchants.
41:7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head
with fish spears?
41:8 Lay thy hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
41:9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not [one] be cast
down even at the sight of him?
41:10 None [is so] fierce that he dare rouse him: who then is
able to stand before me?
41:11 Who hath first benefited me, that I should repay [him]?
[whatever is] under the whole heaven is mine.
41:12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his
comely proportion.
41:13 Who can discover the face of his garment? [or] who can
come [to him] with his double bridle?
41:14 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth [are]
terrible around.
41:15 [His] scales [are his] pride, shut together [as with] a
close seal.
41:16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between
them.
41:17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that
they cannot be sundered.
41:18 His sneezings flash light, and his eyes [are] like the
eyelids of the morning.
41:19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, [and] sparks of fire
dart forth.
41:20 Out of his nostrils issueth smoke, as [out] of a seething
pot or caldron.
41:21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame issueth from his
mouth.
41:22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into
joy before him.
41:23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm
in themselves; they cannot be moved.
41:24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yes, as hard as a piece
of the nether [millstone].
41:25 When he raiseth himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason
of breakings they purify themselves.
41:26 The sword of him that attacketh him cannot hold: the
spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
41:27 He esteemeth iron as straw, [and] brass as rotten wood.
41:28 The arrow cannot make him flee: sling-stones are turned
with him into stubble.
41:29 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking
of a spear.
41:30 Sharp stones [are] under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed
things upon the mire.
41:31 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea
like a pot of ointment.
41:32 He maketh a path to shine after him; [one] would think the
deep [to be] hoary.
41:33 Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without
fear.
41:34 He beholdeth all high [things]: he [is] a king over all
the children of pride.
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