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ASV: Job 41

Chapters

[1] Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook?

Or press down his tongue with a cord?

[2] Canst thou put a rope into his nose?

Or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

[3] Will he make many supplications unto thee?

Or will he speak soft words unto thee?

[4] Will he make a covenant with thee,

That thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever?

[5] Wilt thou play with him as with a bird?

Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?

[6] Will the bands of fishermen make traffic of him?

Will they part him among the merchants?

[7] Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons,

Or his head with fish-spears?

[8] Lay thy hand upon him;

Remember the battle, and do so no more.

[9] Behold, the hope of him is in vain:

Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?

[10] None is so fierce that he dare stir him up;

Who then is he that can stand before me?

[11] Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him?

Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.

[12] I will not keep silence concerning his limbs,

Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.

[13] Who can strip off his outer garment?

Who shall come within his jaws?

[14] Who can open the doors of his face?

Round about his teeth is terror.

[15] His strong scales are his pride,

Shut up together as with a close seal.

[16] One is so near to another,

That no air can come between them.

[17] They are joined one to another;

They stick together, so that they cannot be sundered.

[18] His sneezings flash forth light,

And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

[19] Out of his mouth go burning torches,

And sparks of fire leap forth.

[20] Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth,

As of a boiling pot and burning rushes.

[21] His breath kindleth coals,

And a flame goeth forth from his mouth.

[22] In his neck abideth strength,

And terror danceth before him.

[23] The flakes of his flesh are joined together:

They are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.

[24] His heart is as firm as a stone;

Yea, firm as the nether millstone.

[25] When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid:

By reason of consternation they are beside themselves.

[26] If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail;

Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.

[27] He counteth iron as straw,

And brass as rotten wood.

[28] The arrow cannot make him flee:

Sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.

[29] Clubs are counted as stubble:

He laugheth at the rushing of the javelin.

[30] His underparts are like sharp potsherds:

He spreadeth as it were a threshing-wain upon the mire.

[31] He maketh the deep to boil like a pot:

He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

[32] He maketh a path to shine after him;

One would think the deep to be hoary.

[33] Upon earth there is not his like,

That is made without fear.

[34] He beholdeth everything that is high:

He is king over all the sons of pride.

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