41:1 Can you pull in Leviathan with a hook or tie his tongue down with a rope?
41:2 Can you put a cord through his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook?
41:3 Will he beg you for mercy or speak softly to you?
41:4 Will he make a covenant with you so that you can take him as a slave forever?
41:5 Can you play with him like a bird or put him on a leash for your girls?
41:6 Will traders bargain for him or divide him among the merchants?
41:7 Can you fill his hide with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?
41:8 Lay a hand on him. You will remember the battle and never repeat it!
41:9 Any hope of capturing him proves false. Does a person not collapse at the very sight of him?
41:10 No one is ferocious enough to rouse Leviathan; who then can stand against me?
41:11 Who confronted me, that I should repay him? Everything under heaven belongs to me.
41:12 I cannot be silent about his limbs, his power, and his graceful proportions.
41:13 Who can strip off his outer covering? Who can penetrate his double layer of armor?
41:14 Who can open his jaws, surrounded by those terrifying teeth?
41:15 His pride is in his rows of scales, closely sealed together.
41:16 One scale is so close to another that no air can pass between them.
41:17 They are joined to one another, so closely connected they cannot be separated.
41:18 His snorting flashes with light, while his eyes are like the rays of dawn.
41:19 Flaming torches shoot from his mouth; fiery sparks fly out!
41:20 Smoke billows from his nostrils as from a boiling pot or burning reeds.
41:21 His breath sets coals ablaze, and flames pour out of his mouth.
41:22 Strength resides in his neck, and dismay dances before him.
41:23 The folds of his flesh are joined together, solid as metal and immovable.
41:24 His heart is as hard as a rock, as hard as a lower millstone!
41:25 When Leviathan rises, the mighty are terrified; they withdraw because of his thrashing.
41:26 The sword that reaches him will have no effect, nor will a spear, dart, or arrow.
41:27 He regards iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
41:28 No arrow can make him flee; slingstones become like stubble to him.
41:29 A club is regarded as stubble, and he laughs at the sound of a javelin.
41:30 His undersides are jagged potsherds, spreading the mud like a threshing sledge.
41:31 He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron; he makes the sea like an ointment jar.
41:32 He leaves a shining wake behind him; one would think the deep had gray hair!
41:33 He has no equal on earth— a creature devoid of fear!
41:34 He surveys everything that is haughty; he is king over all the proud beasts.
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