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41 : 1 Can you draw outLeviathanwith a fishhookor press down his tongue with a cord?
41 : 2 Can you puta rope in his noseor pierce his jaw witha hook?
41 : 3 Will he make many pleas to you?Will he speak to you soft words?
41 : 4 Will he make a covenant with youto take him foryour servant forever?
41 : 5 Will you play with him as with a bird,or will you put him on a leash for your girls?
41 : 6 Will traders bargain over him?Will they divide him up among the merchants?
41 : 7 Can you fill his skin with harpoonsor his head with fishing spears?
41 : 8 Lay your hands on him;remember the battle&emdash;you will not do it again!
41 : 9 Behold, the hope of a man is false;he is laid low even at the sight of him.
41 : 10 No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up.Who then is he who can stand before me?
41 : 11 Who has first given to me, that I should repay him?Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
41 : 12 I will not keep silence concerning his limbs,or his mighty strength, or his goodly frame.
41 : 13 Who can strip off his outer garment?Who would come near him with a bridle?
41 : 14 Who can open the doors of his face?Around his teeth is terror.
41 : 15 His back is made ofrows of shields,shut up closely as with a seal.
41 : 16 One is so near to anotherthat no air can come between them.
41 : 17 They arejoined one to another;they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
41 : 18 His sneezings flash forth light,and his eyes are likethe eyelids of the dawn.
41 : 19 Out of his mouth go flaming torches;sparks of fire leap forth.
41 : 20 Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke,as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
41 : 21 His breathkindles coals,and a flame comes forth from his mouth.
41 : 22 In his neck abides strength,and terror dances before him.
41 : 23 The folds of his fleshstick together,firmly cast on him and immovable.
41 : 24 His heart is hard as a stone,hard as the lower millstone.
41 : 25 When he raises himself up the mightyare afraid;at the crashing they are beside themselves.
41 : 26 Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail,nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
41 : 27 He counts iron as straw,and bronze as rotten wood.
41 : 28 The arrow cannot make him flee;for him sling stones are turned to stubble.
41 : 29 Clubs are counted as stubble;he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
41 : 30 His underparts are like sharppotsherds;he spreads himself likea threshing sledge on the mire.
41 : 31 He makes the deep boil like a pot;he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
41 : 32 Behind him he leaves a shining wake;one would think the deep to be white-haired.
41 : 33 On earth there is not his like,a creature without fear.
41 : 34 He sees everything that is high;he is king over all thesons of pride.