Job 41

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¹ Any hope you might have would be futile, the mere sight of him would overwhelm you.	¹ Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
² When roused, he grows ferocious, who could ever stand up to him?	² Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
³ Who has ever attacked him with impunity? No one beneath al heaven!	³ Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee?
⁴ Next I wil talk of his limbs and describe his matchless strength-	⁴ Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
⁵ who can undo the front of his tunic or pierce the double armour of his breastplate?	⁵ Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
⁶ Who dare open the gates of his mouth? Terror reigns round his teeth!	⁶ Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
⁷ His back is like rows of shields, sealed with a stone seal,	⁷ Canst thou fill his skin with barbed iron? or his head with fish spears?
⁸ touching each other so close that no breath could pass between,	⁸ Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
⁹ sticking to one another making an impervious whole.	⁹ Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
¹⁰ His sneezes radiate light, his eyes are like the eyelashes of the dawn.	¹⁰ None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
¹¹ From his mouth come fiery torches, sparks of fire fly out of it.	¹¹ Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
¹² His nostrils belch smoke like a cauldron boiling on the fire.	¹² I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
¹³ His breath could kindle coals, flame issues from his mouth.	¹³ Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
¹⁴ His strength resides in his neck, violence leaps before him as he goes.	¹⁴ Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
¹⁵ The strips of his flesh are jointed together, firmly set in and immovable.	¹⁵ His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
¹⁶ His heart is as hard as rock unyielding as the lower mil stone.	¹⁶ One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
¹⁷ When he stands up, the waves take fright and the bil ows of the sea retreat.	¹⁷ They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
¹⁸ Sword may strike but will not stick in him, no more will spear, javelin or lance.	¹⁸ By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
¹⁹ Iron means no more to him than straw, nor bronze than rotten wood.	¹⁹ Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
²⁰ No arrow can make him flee, a sling-stone tickles him like hay.	²⁰ Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
²¹ Club seems to him like straw, he laughs at the whirring javelin.	²¹ His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
²² He has sharp potsherds underneath, and moves across the slime like a harrow.	²² In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
²³ He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron, he makes the sea fume like a scent burner.	²³ The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
²⁴ Behind him he leaves a glittering wake -- a white fleece seems to float on the deeps.	²⁴ His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
²⁵ He has no equal on earth, being created without fear.	²⁵ When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
²⁶ He looks the haughtiest in the eye; of al the lordly beasts he is king.	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.

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