Job 41
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Job 41
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Is it possible for Leviathan to be pulled out with a fish-hook, or for a hook to be put through the bone of his mouth? | Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord? |
Will you put a cord into his nose, or take him away with a cord round his tongue? | Canst thou put a rope into his nose? Or pierce his jaw through with a hook? |
Will he make prayers to you, or say soft words to you? | Will he make many supplications unto thee? Or will he speak soft words unto thee? |
Will he make an agreement with you, so that you may take him as a servant for ever? | Will he make a covenant with thee, That thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever? |
Will you make sport with him, as with a bird? or put him in chains for your young women? | Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? |
Will the fishermen make profit out of him? will they have him cut up for the traders? | Will the bands [of fishermen] make traffic of him? Will they part him among the merchants? |
Will you put sharp-pointed irons into his skin, or fish-spears into his head? | Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons, Or his head with fish-spears? |
Only put your hand on him, and see what a fight you will have; you will not do it again! | Lay thy hand upon him; Remember the battle, and do so no more. |
Truly, the hope of his attacker is false; he is overcome even on seeing him! | Behold, the hope of him is in vain: Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him? |
He is so cruel that no one is ready to go against him. Who then is able to keep his place before me? | None is so fierce that he dare stir him up; Who then is he that can stand before me? |
Who ever went against me, and got the better of me? There is no one under heaven! | Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him? [Whatsoever is] under the whole heaven is mine. |
I will not keep quiet about the parts of his body, or about his power, and the strength of his frame. | I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame. |
Who has ever taken off his outer skin? who may come inside his inner coat of iron? | Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws? |
Who has made open the doors of his face? Fear is round about his teeth. | Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror. |
His back is made of lines of plates, joined tight together, one against the other, like a stamp. | [His] strong scales are [his] pride, Shut up together [as with] a close seal. |
One is so near to the other that no air may come between them. | One is so near to another, That no air can come between them. |
They take a grip of one another; they are joined together, so that they may not be parted. | They are joined one to another; They stick together, so that they cannot be sundered. |
His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn. | His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. |
Out of his mouth go burning lights, and flames of fire are jumping up. | Out of his mouth go burning torches, And sparks of fire leap forth. |
Smoke comes out of his nose, like a pot boiling on the fire. | Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, As of a boiling pot and [burning] rushes. |
His breath puts fire to coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth. | His breath kindleth coals, And a flame goeth forth from his mouth. |
Strength is in his neck, and fear goes dancing before him. | In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him. |
The plates of his flesh are joined together, fixed, and not to be moved. | The flakes of his flesh are joined together: They are firm upon him; they cannot be moved. |
His heart is as strong as a stone, hard as the lower crushing-stone. | His heart is as firm as a stone; Yea, firm as the nether millstone. |
When he gets ready for the fight, the strong are overcome with fear. | When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: By reason of consternation they are beside themselves. |
The sword may come near him but is not able to go through him; the spear, or the arrow, or the sharp-pointed iron. | If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft. |
Iron is to him as dry grass, and brass as soft wood. | He counteth iron as straw, [And] brass as rotten wood. |
The arrow is not able to put him to flight: stones are no more to him than dry stems. | The arrow cannot make him flee: Sling-stones are turned with him into stubble. |
A thick stick is no better than a leaf of grass, and he makes sport of the onrush of the spear. | Clubs are counted as stubble: He laugheth at the rushing of the javelin. |
Under him are sharp edges of broken pots: as if he was pulling a grain-crushing instrument over the wet earth. | His underparts are [like] sharp potsherds: He spreadeth [as it were] a threshing-wain upon the mire. |
The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel. | He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment. |
After him his way is shining, so that the deep seems white. | He maketh a path to shine after him; One would think the deep to be hoary. |
On earth there is not another like him, who is made without fear. | Upon earth there is not his like, That is made without fear. |
Everything which is high goes in fear of him; he is king over all the sons of pride. | He beholdeth everything that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride. |