Job 41

Canst thou draw out leviathan with a ^ahook?

Or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?

²Canst thou ^bput a ^chook into his nose?

Or bore his jaw through with a ^bthorn?

³Will he make many supplications unto thee?

Will he speak soft words unto thee?

⁴Will he ^dmake a covenant with thee?

Wilt thou take him for a servant ^efor ever?

⁵Wilt thou ^fplay with him as with a bird?

Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?

⁶Shall ^gthe companions ^hmake a banquet of him?

Shall they ⁱpart him among the ^kmerchants?

⁷Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons?

Or his head with fish spears?

⁸Lay thine hand upon him,

Remember the battle, do no more.

⁹Behold, the hope of him ^lis in vain:

Shall ^mnot one be ⁿcast down even at the sight of him?

¹⁰None is so ^ofierce that dare stir him up:

Who then is able to stand before me?

^11pWho hath ^ppprevented me, that I should repay him?

^qWhatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.

¹²I will not conceal his ^rparts,

Nor his power, nor his comely proportion.

¹³Who can discover ^sthe face of his garment?

Or who can come to him with his double bridle?

¹⁴Who can open the doors of his face?

His teeth are ^tterrible round about.

¹⁵His scales are his pride,

Shut up together as with a close seal.

¹⁶One is so near to another,

That no air can come between them.

¹⁷They are ^ujoined one to another,

They ^xstick together, that they cannot be sundered.

¹⁸By his neesings a ^ylight doth shine,

And his eyes are like ^zthe eyelids of the morning.

¹⁹Out of his mouth go burning lamps,

And sparks of fire leap out.

²⁰Out of his nostrils goeth smoke,

As out of a ^aseething pot or ^bcaldron.

²¹His breath ^cckindleth coals,

And a flame goeth out of his mouth.

²²In his neck remaineth strength,

And sorrow is turned into joy before him.

²³The flakes of his flesh are ^ujoined together:

They are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.

²⁴His heart is as firm as a stone;

Yea, as hard as ^ca piece of the nether millstone.

²⁵When he raiseth up himself, the ^dmighty are afraid:

By reason of breakings they purify themselves.

²⁶The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold:

The spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.

²⁷He esteemeth iron as straw,

And brass as rotten wood.

²⁸The ^earrow cannot make him flee:

Slingstones are turned with him into stubble.

²⁹Darts are counted as stubble:

He laugheth at the shaking of a ^fspear.

³⁰Sharp stones are under him:

He spreadeth ^gsharp pointed things upon the mire.

³¹He maketh ^hthe deep to ⁱboil like a pot:

He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

³²He maketh a path to shine after him;

One would think ^hthe deep to be hoary.

^33kUpon earth there is not his ^llike,

Who is made without fear.

³⁴He beholdeth all high things:

He is a king over all ^mthe children of pride.

XLII.