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41:1  Can you draw out leviathan with a hook? or his tongue with a cord which you let down?
41:2  Can you put a rope in his nose? or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
41:3  Will he make many supplications unto you? will he speak soft words unto you?
41:4  Will he make a covenant with you? will you take him for a servant forever?
41:5  Will you play with him as with a bird? or will you leash him for your maidens?
41:6  Shall your companions make a banquet of him? shall they apportion him among the merchants?
41:7  Can you fill his skin with harpoons? or his head with fish spears?
41:8  Lay your hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
41:9  Behold, the hope of subduing him is in vain: shall one not be cast down even at the sight of him?
41:10  None is so fierce that would dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
41:11  Who has given to me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
41:12  I will not conceal his limbs, nor his power, nor his graceful proportion.
41:13  Who can remove the face of his garment? or who can approach him with a double bridle?
41:14  Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible all around.
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 parted.
41:18  By his sneezings a light flashes, 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 boiling 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 dancing before him.
41:23  The folds of his flesh are joined together: they are firm on him; they cannot be moved.
41:24  His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the lower millstone.
41:25  When he raises up himself, the mighty are afraid: because of his crashings they are beside themselves.
41:26  The sword of him that reaches him cannot avail: neither the spear, the dart, nor the javelin.
41:27  He regards iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
41:28  The arrow cannot make him flee: clingstones with him are turned into stubble.
41:29  Darts are counted as straw: he laughs at the threat of a javelin.
41:30  His undersides are like sharp stones: he spreads sharp pointed marks upon the mire.
41:31  He makes the deep boil like a pot: he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:32  He leaves a path shining after him; one would think the deep to have white hair.
41:33  Upon earth there is not his like, which is made without fear.
41:34  He beholds every high thing: he is a king over all the children of pride.