Canst thou draw outleviathana with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down ?
Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?3
Will he make manysupplications unto thee? will he speaksoft words unto thee?
Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?5
Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?6
Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?7
Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fishspears?8Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more .
Behold, the hope of him is in vain : shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
None is so fierce that dare stir him up : who then is able to standbefore me?
Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
I will not conceal his parts, nor his power , nor his comelyproportion.13
Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his doublebridle?14
Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.15
His scalesbare his pride, shut up together as with a closeseal.16One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
They are joinedone to another, they stick together , that they cannot be sundered .
By his neesings a light doth shine , and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.19
Out of his mouthgo burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out .
Out of his nostrilsgoethsmoke, as out of a seethingpot or caldron.21
His breathkindlethcoals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.22
In his neckremainethstrength, and sorrow is turned into joycbefore him.
The flakesd of his flesh are joined together : they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved .
His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid : by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold : the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.e27
He esteemethiron as straw, and brass as rottenwood.28
The arrowcannot make him flee : slingstonesareturned with him into stubble.29Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.30Sharpstonesf 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 shineafter him; one would think the deep to be hoary.33
Upon earth there is not his like, who is madewithoutfear.g34
He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.