" 1Can you draw out 2 aLeviathan
with a fishhook
? Or press
down
his tongue
with a cord
?
"Can you aput a 1rope
in his nose
Or pierce
his jaw
with a 2hook
?
"Will he make many
supplications
to you, Or
will he speak
to you soft
words
?
"Will he make a covenant
with you? Will you take
him for a servant
forever
?
"Will you play with him as with a bird
, Or will you bind
him for your maidens
?
"Will the 1traders bargain
over
him? Will they divide
him among
the merchants
?
"Can you fill his skin
with harpoons
, Or his head
with fishing
spears
?
"Lay your hand
on him; Remember
the battle
; 1you will not do
it again
!
" 1Behold, 2your expectation
is false
; Will 3you be laid
low
even
at the sight
of him?
"No one is so fierce
that he dares to aarouse
him; Who
then is he that can stand
before
Me?
"Who has 1 agiven
to Me that I should repay
him? Whatever is bunder
the whole
heaven
is Mine.
"I will not keep silence
concerning his limbs
, Or his mighty
strength
, or his 1orderly
frame
.
"Who can 1strip
off
his outer
armor
? Who
can come
within his double
2mail
?
"Who can open
the doors
of his face
? Around
his teeth
there is terror
.
"His 1strong scales
are his pride
, Shut
up as with a tight
seal
.
"One is so near
to another
That no
air
can come
between
them.
"They are joined one
to another
; They clasp
each
other and cannot
be separated
.
"His sneezes flash
forth
light
, And his eyes
are like the aeyelids
of the morning
.
"Out of his mouth go
burning
torches
; Sparks
of fire
leap
forth
.
"Out of his nostrils smoke
goes
forth
As from a boiling
pot
and burning rushes
.
"His breath kindles
coals
, And a flame
goes
forth
from his mouth
.
"In his neck lodges
strength
, And dismay
leaps
before
him.
"The folds of his flesh
are joined
together
, Firm
on him and immovable
.
"His heart is as hard
as a stone
, Even as hard
as a lower
millstone
.
"When he raises
himself up, the 1mighty
fear
; Because
of the crashing
they are bewildered
.
"The sword that reaches
him cannot
avail
, Nor
the spear
, the dart
or the javelin
.
"He regards iron
as straw
, Bronze
as rotten
wood
.
"The 1arrow cannot
make him flee
; Slingstones
are turned
into stubble
for him.
"Clubs are regarded
as stubble
; He laughs
at the rattling
of the javelin
.
"His underparts are like sharp
potsherds
; He 1spreads
out like a threshing
sledge
on the mire
.
"He makes the depths boil
like a pot
; He makes
the sea
like a jar
of ointment
.
"Behind him he makes a wake
to shine
; One would think
the deep
to be gray-haired
.
" aNothing on 1earth
is like
him, One made
without
fear
.
" 1He looks on everything
that is high
; He is king
over
all
the asons
of pride
."