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41 : 1 Can you pull in the leviathan with a fishhook or tie down his tongue with a rope?
41 : 2 Can you put a cord through his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook?
41 : 3 Will he keep begging you for mercy? Will he speak to you with gentle words?
41 : 4 Will he make an agreement with you for you to take him as your slave for life?
41 : 5 Can you make a pet of him like a bird or put him on a leash for your girls?
41 : 6 Will traders barter for him? Will they divide him up among the merchants?
41 : 7 Can you fill his hide with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?
41 : 8 If you lay a hand on him, you will remember the struggle and never do it again!
41 : 9 Any hope of subduing him is false; the mere sight of him is overpowering.
41 : 10 No one is fierce enough to rouse him. Who then is able to stand against me?
41 : 11 Who has a claim against me that I must pay? Everything under heaven belongs to me.
41 : 12 I will not fail to speak of his limbs, his strength and his graceful form.
41 : 13 Who can strip off his outer coat? Who would approach him with a bridle?
41 : 14 Who dares open the doors of his mouth, ringed about with his fearsome teeth?
41 : 15 His back has rows of shields tightly sealed together;
41 : 16 each is so close to the next that no air can pass between.
41 : 17 They are joined fast to one another; they cling together and cannot be parted.
41 : 18 His snorting throws out flashes of light; his eyes are like the rays of dawn.
41 : 19 Firebrands stream from his mouth; sparks of fire shoot out.
41 : 20 Smoke pours from his nostrils as from a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
41 : 21 His breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from his mouth.
41 : 22 Strength resides in his neck; dismay goes before him.
41 : 23 The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable.
41 : 24 His chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone.
41 : 25 When he rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before his thrashing.
41 : 26 The sword that reaches him has no effect, nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin.
41 : 27 Iron he treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood.
41 : 28 Arrows do not make him flee; slingstones are like chaff to him.
41 : 29 A club seems to him but a piece of straw; he laughs at the rattling of the lance.
41 : 30 His undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
41 : 31 He makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.
41 : 32 Behind him he leaves a glistening wake; one would think the deep had white hair.
41 : 33 Nothing on earth is his equal-- a creature without fear.
41 : 34 He looks down on all that are haughty; he is king over all that are proud."