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