| 章 |
| 41:1 |
'Can you draw out Levi'athan with a fishhook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
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| 41:2 |
Can you put a rope in his nose, or pierce his jaw with a hook?
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| 41:3 |
Will he make many supplications to you? Will he speak to you soft words?
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| 41:4 |
Will he make a covenant with you to take him for your servant for ever?
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| 41:5 |
Will you play with him as with a bird, or will you put him on leash for your maidens?
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| 41:6 |
Will traders bargain over him? Will they divide him up among the merchants?
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| 41:7 |
Can you fill his skin with harpoons, or his head with fishing spears?
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| 41:8 |
Lay hands on him;think of the battle;you will not do it again!
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| 41:9 |
Behold, the hope of a man is disappointed;he is laid low even at the sight of him.
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| 41:10 |
No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up. Who then is he that can stand before me?
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| 41:11 |
Who has given to me, that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
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| 41:12 |
'I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, or his mighty strength, or his goodly frame.
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| 41:13 |
Who can strip off his outer garment? Who can penetrate his double coat of mail?
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| 41:14 |
Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
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| 41:15 |
His back is made of rows of shields, shut up closely as with a seal.
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| 41:16 |
One is so near to another that no air can come between them.
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| 41:17 |
They are joined one to another;they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
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| 41:18 |
His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.
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| 41:19 |
Out of his mouth go flaming torches;sparks of fire leap forth.
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| 41:20 |
Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke, as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
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| 41:21 |
His breath kindles coals, and a flame comes forth from his mouth.
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| 41:22 |
In his neck abides strength, and terror dances before him.
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| 41:23 |
The folds of his flesh cleave together, firmly cast upon him and immovable.
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| 41:24 |
His heart is hard as a stone, hard as the nether millstone.
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| 41:25 |
When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid;at the crashing they are beside themselves.
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| 41:26 |
Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail;nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
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| 41:27 |
He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
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| 41:28 |
The arrow cannot make him flee;for him slingstones are turned to stubble.
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| 41:29 |
Clubs are counted as stubble;he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
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| 41:30 |
His underparts are like sharp potsherds;he spreads himself like a threshing sledge on the mire.
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| 41:31 |
He makes the deep boil like a pot;he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
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| 41:32 |
Behind him he leaves a shining wake;one would think the deep to be hoary.
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| 41:33 |
Upon earth there is not his like, a creature without fear.
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| 41:34 |
He beholds everything that is high;he is king over all the sons of pride.'
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