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41:1  Can you draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which you let down?
41:2  Can you put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
41:3  Will he make many supplications to you? will he speak soft words to you?
41:4  Will he make a covenant with you? will you take him for a servant for ever?
41:5  Will you play with him as with a bird? or will you bind him for your maidens?
41:6  Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
41:7  Can you fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
41:8  Lay your hand on him, remember the battle, do no more.
41:9  Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
41:10  None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
41:11  Who has prevented me, that I should repay him? whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
41:12  I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
41:13  Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
41:14  Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
41:15  His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
41:16  One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
41:17  They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
41:18  By his neesings a light does shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
41:19  Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
41:20  Out of his nostrils goes smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
41:21  His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
41:22  In his neck remains strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
41:23  The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
41:24  His heart is as firm as a stone; yes, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
41:25  When he raises up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
41:26  The sword of him that lays at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
41:27  He esteems iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
41:28  The arrow cannot make him flee: sling stones are turned with him into stubble.
41:29  Darts are counted as stubble: he laughs at the shaking of a spear.
41:30  Sharp stones are under him: he spreads sharp pointed things on the mire.
41:31  He makes the deep to boil like a pot: he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:32  He makes a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
41:33  On earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
41:34  He beholds all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.