Job 41

EL LIBRO DEL PUEBLO DE DIOS	KING JAMES BIBLE
1 Tu esperanza se vería defraudada: con sólo mirarlo quedarías aterrado.	1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
2 ¿No es demasiado feroz para excitarlo? ¿Quién podría resistir ante él	2 Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
3 ¿Quién lo enfrentó, y quedó sano y salvo? ¡Nadie debajo de los cielos!	3 Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee?
4 No dejaré de mencionar sus miembros, hablaré de su fuerza incomparable.	4 Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
5 ¿Quién rasgó el exterior de su manto o atravesó su doble coraza?	5 Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
6 ¿Quién forzó las puertas de sus fauces? ¡En torno de sus colmillos reina el terror!	6 Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
7 Su dorso es una hilera de escudos, trabados por un sello de piedra.	7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed iron? or his head with fish spears?
8 Se aprietan unos contra otros, ni una brisa pasa en medio de ellos.	8 Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
9 Están adheridos entre sí, forman un bloque y no se separan.	9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10 Su estornudo arroja rayos de luz, sus ojos brillan como los destellos de la aurora.	10 None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
11 De sus fauces brotan antorchas, chispas de fuego escapan de ellas.	11 Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12 Sale humo de sus narices como de una olla que hierve sobre el fuego.	12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
13 Su aliento enciende los carbones, una llamarada sale de su boca.	13 Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
14 En su cerviz reside la fuerza y cunde el pánico delante de él.	14 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
15 Sus carnes son macizas: están pegadas a él y no se mueven.	15 His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
16 Su corazón es duro como una roca, resistente como una piedra de molino.	16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17 Cuando se yergue, tiemblan las olas, se retira el oleaje del mar.	17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
18 La espada lo toca, pero no se clava, ni tampoco la lanza, el dardo o la jabalina.	18 By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19 El hierro es como paja para él, y el bronce, como madera podrida.	19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
20 Las flechas no lo hacen huir, las piedras de la honda se convierten en estopa.	20 Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
21 La maza le parece una brizna de hierba y se ríe del estruendo del sable.	21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
22 Tiene por debajo tejas puntiagudas, se arrastra como un rastrillo sobre el barro.	22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
23 Hace hervir las aguas profundas como una olla, convierte el mar en un pebetero.	23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
24 Deja detrás de él una estela luminosa: el océano parece cubierto de una cabellera blanca.	24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
25 No hay en la tierra nadie igual a él, ha sido hecho para no temer nada.	25 When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
26 Mira de frente a los más encumbrados, es el rey de las bestias más feroces.	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.