Iyoḇ (Job) 41
41
1“Would you draw out Liwiathan with a hook, or snare his tongue with a line which you lower?
2Would you put a cord through his nose, or pierce his jaw with a hook?
3Would he keep on pleading with you? Would he speak softly to you?
4Would he make a covenant with you to be taken as a servant forever?
5Would you play with him as with a bird? Or leash him for your young girls?
6Would trading partners bargain over him? Would they divide him among the merchants?
7Fill his skin with harpoons? Or his head with fishing spears?
8Put your hand on him – think of the struggle! Do not do it again!
9See, any expectation of him is disappointed – he is laid low even at the sight of him!
10No one is so foolhardy to wake him up. Who then is able to stand against Me?
11Who has given to Me first, that I should repay him – under all the heavens that is Mine?
12I would not keep silent concerning his limbs, or his mighty power, or his fair frame.
13Who shall take off the surface of his skin? Who approaches him with a double bridle?
14Who shall open the doors of his face, with his frightening teeth all around?
15Rows of scales are his pride – closed up, a binding seal.
16One to the other they fit closely, not even a breath enters between them.
17They are joined one to another, they stick together and are not separated.
18His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19Out of his mouth go firebrands – sparks of fire shoot out.
20Out of his nostrils comes smoke, like a boiling pot or kettle.
21His breath sets coals on fire, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
22Strength dwells in his neck, and fear leaps before him.
23The folds of his flesh cleave together. They are firm on him, immovable.
24His heart is as hard as stone, even as hard as the lower millstone.
25When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. Because of his crashings they are bewildered.
26No sword that reaches him does prevail, neither spear, dart, or lance.
27He reckons iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
28The arrow does not make him flee, sling-stones become like stubble to him.
29Clubs are reckoned as straw, he laughs at the rattle of a lance.
30His undersides are like sharp potsherds. He sprawls on the mud like a threshing-sledge.
31He makes the deep boil like a pot, he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32He leaves a shining path behind him. One would think the deep to be grey-haired.
33No one on earth is like him – one made without fear.
34He sees all that is haughty. He is sovereign over all the sons of pride.”
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Job 41
41
1“Can you pull out Leviathan#41:1. Leviathan: some identify this creature with the crocodile, or a mythical beast. It is also mentioned in 3:8. with a hook? Can you tie its mouth shut? 2Can you thread a rope through its nose? Can you pass a hook through its jaw? 3Will it beg you to let it go? Or will it talk softly to you? 4Will it make a contract with you? Will it agree to be your slave forever? 5Will you play with it like a pet bird? Will you put it on a leash for your girls? 6Will your trading partners decide on a price for him, and divide him up among the merchants? 7Can you pierce his skin with many harpoons, its head with fishing spears? 8If you were to grab hold of it, imagine the battle you would have! You wouldn't do that again! 9Any hope to capture it is foolish. Anyone who tries is thrown to the ground. 10Since no one has the courage to provoke Leviathan, who would dare to stand up against me? 11Who has confronted me with any claim that I should repay? Everything under heaven belongs to me.
12Let me tell you about Leviathan: its powerful legs and graceful proportions. 13Who can remove its hide? Who can penetrate its double coat of armor?#41:13. Or “who can approach it with a double bridle?” 14Who can open its jaws? Its teeth are terrifying! 15Its pride#41:15. Or “back.” is its rows of scales, closed tightly together. 16Its scales are so close together that no air can pass between them. 17Each scale attaches to the next; they lock together and nothing can penetrate them. 18When it sneezes light shines out. Its eyes are like the rising sun. 19Flames pour from its mouth, sparks of fire shoot out. 20Smoke comes from its nostrils, like steam from a kettle on a fire made of reeds. 21Its breath sets fire to charcoal as flames shoot from its mouth. 22Its neck is powerful, and all who face him shake with terror. 23Its body is dense and solid, as if it is made from cast metal. 24Its heart is rock-hard, like a millstone. 25When it rises, even the powerful are terrified; they retreat as it thrashes about. 26Swords just bounce off it, as do spears, darts, and javelins. 27It brushes aside iron like straw, and bronze like rotten wood. 28Arrows cannot make it run away; stones from slingshots are like pieces of stubble. 29Clubs are also treated like stubble; it laughs at the sound made by flying spears. 30Its underparts are covered with points as sharp as broken pots; when it drags itself through the mud it leaves marks like a threshing sledge.#41:30. Threshing sledge: a board with sharp spikes for threshing grain. 31It churns up the sea like water in a boiling pot, like a steaming bowl when ointment is mixed. 32It leaves a glistening wake behind it as if the sea had white hair. 33There is nothing on earth like it: a creature that has no fear. 34It looks down on all other creatures. It is the proudest of all.”
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