Job 41:1-22

41¹ Wilt thou draw out the leviathan with the hook, and press down his tongue with a cord? ² Wilt thou put a rush-rope into his nose, and pierce his jaw with a spike? ³ Will he make many supplications unto thee? or will he speak softly unto thee? ⁴ Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him as a bondman for ever? ⁵ Wilt thou play with him as with a bird, and wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? ⁶ Shall partners make traffic of him, will they divide him among merchants? ⁷ Wilt thou fill his skin with darts, and his head with fish-spears? ⁸ Lay thy hand upon him; remember the battle,—do no more! ⁹ Lo, hope as to him is belied: is not one cast down even at the sight of him? ¹⁰ None is so bold as to stir him up; and who is he that will stand before me?

¹¹ Who hath first given to me, that I should repay [him]? [Whatsoever is] under the whole heaven is mine. ¹² I will not be silent as to his parts, the story of his power, and the beauty of his structure. ¹³ Who can uncover the surface of his garment? who can come within his double jaws? ¹⁴ Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror. ¹⁵ The rows of his shields are a 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 each to its fellow; they stick together, and cannot be sundered. ¹⁸ His sneezings flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. ¹⁹ Out of his mouth go forth flames; sparks of fire leap out: ²⁰ Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a boiling pot and cauldron. ²¹ His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth. ²² In his neck lodgeth strength, and terror danceth before him.