Job 411Is it possible for Leviathan to be pulled out with a fish-hook, or for a hook to be put through the bone of his mouth? 2Will you put a cord into his nose, or take him away with a cord round his tongue? 3Will he make prayers to you, or say soft words to you? 4Will he make an agreement with you, so that you may take him as a servant for ever? 5Will you make sport with him, as with a bird? or put him in chains for your young women? 6Will the fishermen make profit out of him? will they have him cut up for the traders? 7Will you put sharp-pointed irons into his skin, or fish-spears into his head? 8Only put your hand on him, and see what a fight you will have; you will not do it again! 9Truly, the hope of his attacker is false; he is overcome even on seeing him! 10He is so cruel that no one is ready to go against him. Who then is able to keep his place before me? 11Who ever went against me, and got the better of me? There is no one under heaven! 12I will not keep quiet about the parts of his body, or about his power, and the strength of his frame. 13Who has ever taken off his outer skin? who may come inside his inner coat of iron? 14Who has made open the doors of his face? Fear is round about his teeth. 15His back is made of lines of plates, joined tight together, one against the other, like a stamp. 16One is so near to the other that no air may come between them. 17They take a grip of one another; they are joined together, so that they may not be parted. 18His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn. 19Out of his mouth go burning lights, and flames of fire are jumping up. 20Smoke comes out of his nose, like a pot boiling on the fire. 21His breath puts fire to coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth. 22Strength is in his neck, and fear goes dancing before him. 23The plates of his flesh are joined together, fixed, and not to be moved. 24His heart is as strong as a stone, hard as the lower crushing-stone. 25When he gets ready for the fight, the strong are overcome with fear. 26The sword may come near him but is not able to go through him; the spear, or the arrow, or the sharp-pointed iron. 27Iron is to him as dry grass, and brass as soft wood. 28The arrow is not able to put him to flight: stones are no more to him than dry stems. 29A thick stick is no better than a leaf of grass, and he makes sport of the onrush of the spear. 30Under him are sharp edges of broken pots: as if he was pulling a grain-crushing instrument over the wet earth. 31The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel. 32After him his way is shining, so that the deep seems white. 33On earth there is not another like him, who is made without fear. 34Everything which is high goes in fear of him; he is king over all the sons of pride.
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