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41:1  "Can you pull in Leviathan with a fishhook or tie down its tongue with a rope?
41:2  Can you put a cord through its nose or pierce its jaw with a hook?
41:3  Will it keep begging you for mercy? Will it speak to you with gentle words?
41:4  Will it make an agreement with you for you to take it as your slave for life?
41:5  Can you make a pet of it like a bird or put it on a leash for the young women in your house?
41:6  Will traders barter for it? Will they divide it up among the merchants?
41:7  Can you fill its hide with harpoons or its head with fishing spears?
41:8  If you lay a hand on it, you will remember the struggle and never do it again!
41:9  Any hope of subduing it is false; the mere sight of it is overpowering.
41:10  No one is fierce enough to rouse it. Who then is able to stand against me?
41:11  Who has a claim against me that I must pay? Everything under heaven belongs to me.
41:12  "I will not fail to speak of Leviathan's limbs, its strength and its graceful form.
41:13  Who can strip off its outer coat? Who can penetrate its double coat of armor?
41:14  Who dares open the doors of its mouth, ringed about with fearsome teeth?
41:15  Its back has rows of shields tightly sealed together;
41:16  each is so close to the next that no air can pass between.
41:17  They are joined fast to one another; they cling together and cannot be parted.
41:18  Its snorting throws out flashes of light; its eyes are like the rays of dawn.
41:19  Flames stream from its mouth; sparks of fire shoot out.
41:20  Smoke pours from its nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning reeds.
41:21  Its breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from its mouth.
41:22  Strength resides in its neck; dismay goes before it.
41:23  The folds of its flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable.
41:24  Its chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone.
41:25  When it rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before its thrashing.
41:26  The sword that reaches it has no effect, nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin.
41:27  Iron it treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood.
41:28  Arrows do not make it flee; slingstones are like chaff to it.
41:29  A club seems to it but a piece of straw; it laughs at the rattling of the lance.
41:30  Its undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
41:31  It makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:32  It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had white hair.
41:33  Nothing on earth is its equal-- a creature without fear.
41:34  It looks down on all that are haughty; it is king over all that are proud."