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41 : 1 Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?
41 : 2 Can you put a rope in his nose Or pierce his jaw with a hook?
41 : 3 Will he make many supplications to you, Or will he speak to you soft words?
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 bind him for your maidens?
41 : 6 Will the traders bargain over 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 not do it again!
41 : 9 Behold, your expectation is false; Will you be laid low even at the sight of him?
41 : 10 No one is so fierce that he dares to arouse him; Who then is he that can stand before Me?
41 : 11 Who has given to Me that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is Mine.
41 : 12 I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Or his mighty strength, or his orderly frame.
41 : 13 Who can strip off his outer armor? Who can come within his double mail?
41 : 14 Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth there is terror.
41 : 15 His strong scales are his pride, Shut up as with a tight 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 clasp each other and cannot be separated.
41 : 18 His sneezes flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
41 : 19 Out of his mouth go burning torches; Sparks of fire leap forth.
41 : 20 Out of his nostrils smoke goes forth As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
41 : 21 His breath kindles coals, And a flame goes forth from his mouth.
41 : 22 In his neck lodges strength, And dismay leaps before him.
41 : 23 The folds of his flesh are joined together, Firm on him and immovable.
41 : 24 His heart is as hard as a stone, Even as hard as a lower millstone.
41 : 25 When he raises himself up, the mighty fear; Because of the crashing they are bewildered.
41 : 26 The sword that reaches him cannot avail, Nor the spear, the dart or the javelin.
41 : 27 He regards iron as straw, Bronze as rotten wood.
41 : 28 The arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones are turned into stubble for him.
41 : 29 Clubs are regarded as stubble; He laughs at the rattling of the javelin.
41 : 30 His underparts are like sharp potsherds; He spreads out like a threshing sledge on the mire.
41 : 31 He makes the depths boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a jar of ointment.
41 : 32 Behind him he makes a wake to shine; One would think the deep to be gray-haired.
41 : 33 Nothing on earth is like him, One made without fear.
41 : 34 He looks on everything that is high; He is king over all the sons of pride.