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Job 41

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1 Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook, restrain his tongue with a rope?
1 Or can you pull in the sea beast, Leviathan, with a fly rod and stuff him in your creel?
2 Can you put a cord through his nose, pierce his jaw with a barb?
2 Can you lasso him with a rope, or snag him with an anchor?
3 Will he beg you at length or speak gentle words to you?
3 Will he beg you over and over for mercy, or flatter you with flowery speech?
4 Will he make a pact with you so that you will take him as a permanent slave?
4 Will he apply for a job with you to run errands and serve you the rest of your life?
5 Can you play with him like a bird, put a leash on him for your girls?
5 Will you play with him as if he were a pet goldfish? Will you make him the mascot of the neighborhood children?
6 Will merchants sell him; will they divide him among traders?
6 Will you put him on display in the market and have shoppers haggle over the price?
7 Can you fill his hide with darts, his head with a fishing spear?
7 Could you shoot him full of arrows like a pin cushion, or drive harpoons into his huge head?
8 Should you lay your hand on him, you would never remember the battle.
8 If you so much as lay a hand on him, you won't live to tell the story.
9 Such hopes would be delusional; surely the sight of him makes one stumble.
9 What hope would you have with such a creature? Why, one look at him would do you in!
10 Nobody is fierce enough to rouse him; who then can stand before me?
10 If you can't hold your own against his glowering visage, how, then, do you expect to stand up to me?
11 Who opposes me that I must repay? Everything under heaven is mine.
11 Who could confront me and get by with it? I'm in charge of all this - I run this universe!
12 I'm not awed by his limbs, his strength, and impressive form.
12 "But I've more to say about Leviathan, the sea beast, his enormous bulk, his beautiful shape.
13 Who can remove his outer garment; who can come with a bridle for him?
13 Who would even dream of piercing that tough skin or putting those jaws into bit and bridle?
14 Who can open the doors of his mouth, surrounded by frightening teeth?
14 And who would dare knock at the door of his mouth filled with row upon row of fierce teeth?
15 His matching scales are his pride, closely locked and sealed.
15 His pride is invincible; nothing can make a dent in that pride.
16 One touches another; even air can't come between them.
16 Nothing can get through that proud skin - impervious to weapons and weather,
17 Each clings to its pair; joined, they can't be separated.
17 The thickest and toughest of hides, impenetrable!
18 His sneezes emit flashes of light; his eyes are like dawn's rays.
18 "He snorts and the world lights up with fire, he blinks and the dawn breaks.
19 Shafts of fire shoot from his mouth; like fiery sparks they fly out.
19 Comets pour out of his mouth, fireworks arc and branch.
20 Smoke pours from his nostrils like a boiling pot over reeds.
20 Smoke erupts from his nostrils like steam from a boiling pot.
21 His breath lights coals; a flame shoots from his mouth.
21 He blows and fires blaze; flames of fire stream from his mouth.
22 Power resides in his neck; violence dances before him.
22 All muscle he is - sheer and seamless muscle. To meet him is to dance with death.
23 The folds of his flesh stick together; on him they are tough and unyielding.
23 Sinewy and lithe, there's not a soft spot in his entire body -
24 His heart is solid like a rock, hard like a lower millstone.
24 As tough inside as out, rock-hard, invulnerable.
25 The divine beings dread his rising; they withdraw before his thrashing.
25 Even angels run for cover when he surfaces, cowering before his tail-thrashing turbulence.
26 The sword that touches him won't prevail; neither will the dart, spear, nor javelin.
26 Javelins bounce harmlessly off his hide, harpoons ricochet wildly.
27 He treats iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
27 Iron bars are so much straw to him, bronze weapons beneath notice.
28 Arrows can't make him flee; slingstones he turns to straw.
28 Arrows don't even make him blink; bullets make no more impression than raindrops.
29 He treats a club like straw; he laughs at the lance's rattle.
29 A battle ax is nothing but a splinter of kindling; he treats a brandished harpoon as a joke.
30 His abdomen is like jagged pottery shards; its sharp edges leave a trail in the mud.
30 His belly is armor-plated, inexorable - unstoppable as a barge.
31 He causes the depths to churn like a boiling pot, stirs up the sea like a pot of scented oils,
31 He roils deep ocean the way you'd boil water, he whips the sea like you'd whip an egg into batter.
32 leaves a bright wake behind him; the frothy deep seems white-haired.
32 With a luminous trail stretching out behind him, you might think Ocean had grown a gray beard!
33 None on earth can compare to him; he is made to be without fear.
33 There's nothing on this earth quite like him, not an ounce of fear in that creature!
34 He looks on all the proud; he is king over all proud beasts.
34 He surveys all the high and mighty - king of the ocean, king of the deep!"
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