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41:1  “Can you catch a crocodile with a hook and line? Or put a noose around his tongue?
41:2  Can you tie him with a rope through the nose, or pierce his jaw with a spike?
41:3  Will he beg you to desist or try to flatter you from your intentions?
41:4  Will he agree to let you make him your slave for life?
41:5  Can you make a pet of him like a bird, or give him to your little girls to play with?
41:6  Do fishing partners sell him to the fishmongers?
41:7  Will his hide be hurt by darts, or his head with a harpoon?
41:8  “If you lay your hands upon him, you will long remember the battle that ensues and you will never try it again!
41:9  No, it’s useless to try to capture him. It is frightening even to think about it!
41:10  No one dares to stir him up, let alone try to conquer him. And if no one can stand before him, who can stand before me?
41:11  I owe no one anything. Everything under the heaven is mine.
41:12  “I should mention, too, the tremendous strength in his limbs and throughout his enormous frame.
41:13  Who can penetrate his hide, or who dares come within reach of his jaws?
41:14  For his teeth are terrible.
41:15  His overlapping scales are his pride, making a tight seal so no air can get between them, and nothing can penetrate.
41:16  His overlapping scales are his pride, making a tight seal so no air can get between them, and nothing can penetrate.
41:17  His overlapping scales are his pride, making a tight seal so no air can get between them, and nothing can penetrate.
41:18  “When he sneezes, the sunlight sparkles like lightning across the vapor droplets. His eyes glow like sparks.
41:19  Fire leaps from his mouth.
41:20  Smoke flows from his nostrils, like steam from a boiling pot that is fired by dry rushes.
41:21  Yes, his breath would kindle coals—flames leap from his mouth.
41:22  “The tremendous strength in his neck strikes terror wherever he goes.
41:23  His flesh is hard and firm, not soft and fat.
41:24  His heart is hard as rock, just like a millstone.
41:25  When he stands up, the strongest are afraid. Terror grips them.
41:26  No sword can stop him, nor spear nor dart nor pointed shaft.
41:27  Iron is nothing but straw to him, and brass is rotten wood. Arrows cannot make him flee. Sling stones are as ineffective as straw.
41:28  Iron is nothing but straw to him, and brass is rotten wood. Arrows cannot make him flee. Sling stones are as ineffective as straw.
41:29  Clubs do no good, and he laughs at the javelins hurled at him.
41:30  His belly is covered with scales as sharp as shards; they tear up the ground as he drags through the mud.
41:31  “He makes the water boil with his commotion. He churns the depths. He leaves a shining wake of froth behind him. One would think the sea was made of frost!
41:32  “He makes the water boil with his commotion. He churns the depths. He leaves a shining wake of froth behind him. One would think the sea was made of frost!
41:33  There is nothing else so fearless anywhere on earth.
41:34  Of all the beasts, he is the proudest—monarch of all that he sees.”