Iyov (Job) 41
1“Look, any hope [of capturing him] is futile —
one would fall prostrate at the very sight of him.
2No one is fierce enough to rouse him,
so who can stand up to me?
3Who has given me anything
and made me pay it back?
Everything belongs to me
under all of heaven.
4“I have more to say about his limbs,
his strong talk, and his matchless strength.
5Who can strip off his [scaly] garment?
Who can enter his jaws?
6Who can pry open the doors of his face,
so close to his terrible teeth?
7“His pride is his rows of scales,
tightly sealed together —
8one is so close to the next
that no air can come between them;
9they are stuck one to another,
interlocked and impervious.
10“When he sneezes, light flashes out;
his eyes are like the shimmer of dawn.
11From his mouth go fiery torches,
and sparks come flying out.
12His nostrils belch steam
like a caldron boiling on the fire.
13His breath sets coals ablaze;
flames pour from his mouth.
14“Strength resides in his neck,
and dismay dances ahead of him [as he goes].
15The layers of his flesh stick together;
they are firm on him, immovable.
16His heart is as hard as a stone,
yes, hard as a lower millstone.
17When he rears himself up, the gods are afraid,
beside themselves in despair.
18“If a sword touches him, it won’t stick;
neither will a spear, or a dart, or a lance.
19He regards iron as straw
and bronze as rotten wood.
20An arrow can’t make him flee;
for him, slingstones are so much chaff.
21Clubs count as hay,
and he laughs at a quivering javelin.
22His belly is as sharp as fragments of pottery,
so he moves across the mud like a threshing-sledge.
23“He makes the depths seethe like a pot,
he makes the sea [boil] like a perfume kettle.
24He leaves a shining wake behind him,
making the deep seem to have white hair.
25“On earth there is nothing like him,
a creature without fear.
26He looks straight at all high things.
He is king over all proud beasts.”
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