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