41:1 Canst thou draw out leviathan with a hook? or his tongue with a cord [which] thou lettest down? 41:2 Canst thou put a hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn? 41:3 Will he make many supplications to thee? will he speak soft [words] to thee? 41:4 Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever? 41:5 Wilt thou play with him as [with] a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? 41:6 Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants. 41:7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears? 41:8 Lay thy hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more. 41:9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not [one] be cast down even at the sight of him? 41:10 None [is so] fierce that he dare rouse him: who then is able to stand before me? 41:11 Who hath first benefited me, that I should repay [him]? [whatever is] under the whole heaven is mine. 41:12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion. 41:13 Who can discover the face of his garment? [or] who can come [to him] with his double bridle? 41:14 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth [are] terrible around. 41:15 [His] scales [are his] pride, shut together [as with] a close seal. 41:16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them. 41:17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered. 41:18 His sneezings flash light, and his eyes [are] like the eyelids of the morning. 41:19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, [and] sparks of fire dart forth. 41:20 Out of his nostrils issueth smoke, as [out] of a seething pot or caldron. 41:21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame issueth from his mouth. 41:22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him. 41:23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved. 41:24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yes, as hard as a piece of the nether [millstone]. 41:25 When he raiseth himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves. 41:26 The sword of him that attacketh him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon. 41:27 He esteemeth iron as straw, [and] brass as rotten wood. 41:28 The arrow cannot make him flee: sling-stones are turned with him into stubble. 41:29 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear. 41:30 Sharp stones [are] under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire. 41:31 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment. 41:32 He maketh a path to shine after him; [one] would think the deep [to be] hoary. 41:33 Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear. 41:34 He beholdeth all high [things]: he [is] a king over all the children of pride.