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41:1  “Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook or snare his tongue with a line which you let down?
41:2  Can you put a cord into his nose, or pierce his jaw with a hook?
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 forever?
41:5  Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you put him on a leash for your maidens?
41:6  Will your companions make a banquet of him? Will they divide him among the merchants?
41:7  Can you fill his skin with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?
41:8  Lay your hand on him; remember the battle—you will do it no more.
41:9  Notice, any hope of overcoming him is in vain; shall not one be overwhelmed at the sight of him?
41:10  No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up. Who then is able to stand before Me?
41:11  Who has preceded Me that I should repay him? Everything under heaven is Mine.
41:12  “I will not conceal his limbs, nor his power, nor his graceful proportions.
41:13  Who can remove his outer garment? Or who can approach him with a double bridle?
41:14  Who can open the jaws of his face? His teeth are terrible all around.
41:15  His scales are his pride, shut up tightly as with a seal.
41:16  One is so near to another that no air can come between them.
41:17  They are joined to each other; they stick together that they cannot be separated.
41:18  His sneezing flashes forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
41:19  Out of his mouth go burning lights, and sparks of fire leap out.
41:20  Out of his nostrils goes smoke as out of a seething pot or cauldron.
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 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, yes, as hard as a piece of the lower millstone.
41:25  When he raises up himself even the gods are afraid; because of his crashings they are beside themselves.
41:26  The sword that reaches him cannot avail, nor does the spear, the arrow, or the javelin.
41:27  He counts iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
41:28  The arrow cannot make him flee; slingstones are turned into stubble by him.
41:29  Arrows are counted as straw; he laughs at the shaking of a spear.
41:30  Sharp stones are his underside; he leaves a mark in the mire like a sharp threshing sledge.
41:31  He makes the deep to boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:32  He leaves a shining wake behind him; one would think the deep had white hair.
41:33  On earth there is nothing like him, a creature made without fear.
41:34  He beholds all high things; he is a king over all the children of pride.”