Job 41:1-22

41¹ Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down—his tongue? ² Dost thou put a reed in his nose? And with a thorn pierce his jaw? ³ Doth he multiply unto thee supplications? Doth he speak unto thee tender things? ⁴ Doth he make a covenant with thee? Dost thou take him for a servant age-during? ⁵ Dost thou play with him as a bird? And dost thou bind him for thy damsels? ⁶ (Feast upon him do companions, They divide him among the merchants!) ⁷ Dost thou fill with barbed irons his skin? And with fish-spears his head? ⁸ Place on him thy hand, Remember the battle—do not add! ⁹ Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down? ¹⁰ None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who 'is' he before Me stationeth himself?

¹¹ Who hath brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it 'is' mine. ¹² I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement. ¹³ Who hath uncovered the face of his clothing? Within his double bridle who doth enter? ¹⁴ The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth 'are' terrible. ¹⁵ A pride—strong ones of shields, Shut up—a close seal. ¹⁶ One unto another they draw nigh, And air doth not enter between them. ¹⁷ One unto another they adhere, They stick together and are not separated. ¹⁸ His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes 'are' as the eyelids of the dawn. ¹⁹ Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape. ²⁰ Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds. ²¹ His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth. ²² In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.