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Job 41

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1 Or can you pull in the sea beast, Leviathan, with a fly rod and stuff him in your creel?
1 "Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?
2 Can you lasso him with a rope, or snag him with an anchor?
2 Can you put a rope into his nose? Or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
3 Will he beg you over and over for mercy, or flatter you with flowery speech?
3 Will he make many petitions to you? Or will he speak soft words to you?
4 Will he apply for a job with you to run errands and serve you the rest of your life?
4 Will he make a covenant with you, That you should take him for a servant forever?
5 Will you play with him as if he were a pet goldfish? Will you make him the mascot of the neighborhood children?
5 Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
6 Will you put him on display in the market and have shoppers haggle over the price?
6 Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
7 Could you shoot him full of arrows like a pin cushion, or drive harpoons into his huge head?
7 Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, Or his head with fish-spears?
8 If you so much as lay a hand on him, you won't live to tell the story.
8 Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.
9 What hope would you have with such a creature? Why, one look at him would do you in!
9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10 If you can't hold your own against his glowering visage, how, then, do you expect to stand up to me?
10 None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
11 Who could confront me and get by with it? I'm in charge of all this - I run this universe!
11 Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.
12 "But I've more to say about Leviathan, the sea beast, his enormous bulk, his beautiful shape.
12 "I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
13 Who would even dream of piercing that tough skin or putting those jaws into bit and bridle?
13 Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?
14 And who would dare knock at the door of his mouth filled with row upon row of fierce teeth?
14 Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
15 His pride is invincible; nothing can make a dent in that pride.
15 Strong scales are his pride, Shut up together with a close seal.
16 Nothing can get through that proud skin - impervious to weapons and weather,
16 One is so near to another, That no air can come between them.
17 The thickest and toughest of hides, impenetrable!
17 They are joined one to another; They stick together, so that they can't be pulled apart.
18 "He snorts and the world lights up with fire, he blinks and the dawn breaks.
18 His sneezing flashes forth light, His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19 Comets pour out of his mouth, fireworks arc and branch.
19 Out of his mouth go burning torches, Sparks of fire leap forth.
20 Smoke erupts from his nostrils like steam from a boiling pot.
20 Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, As of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
21 He blows and fires blaze; flames of fire stream from his mouth.
21 His breath kindles coals. A flame goes forth from his mouth.
22 All muscle he is - sheer and seamless muscle. To meet him is to dance with death.
22 In his neck there is strength. Terror dances before him.
23 Sinewy and lithe, there's not a soft spot in his entire body -
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can't be moved.
24 As tough inside as out, rock-hard, invulnerable.
24 His heart is as firm as a stone, Yes, firm as the lower millstone.
25 Even angels run for cover when he surfaces, cowering before his tail-thrashing turbulence.
25 When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
26 Javelins bounce harmlessly off his hide, harpoons ricochet wildly.
26 If one lay at him with the sword, it can't avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
27 Iron bars are so much straw to him, bronze weapons beneath notice.
27 He counts iron as straw; And brass as rotten wood.
28 Arrows don't even make him blink; bullets make no more impression than raindrops.
28 The arrow can't make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
29 A battle ax is nothing but a splinter of kindling; he treats a brandished harpoon as a joke.
29 Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
30 His belly is armor-plated, inexorable - unstoppable as a barge.
30 His undersides are like sharp potsherds, Leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
31 He roils deep ocean the way you'd boil water, he whips the sea like you'd whip an egg into batter.
31 He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 With a luminous trail stretching out behind him, you might think Ocean had grown a gray beard!
32 He makes a path to shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
33 There's nothing on this earth quite like him, not an ounce of fear in that creature!
33 On earth there is not his equal, That is made without fear.
34 He surveys all the high and mighty - king of the ocean, king of the deep!"
34 He sees everything that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride."
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
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