Job - Chapter 41 - King James 2000
- Can you draw out leviathan with a hook? or his tongue with a cord which you let down?
- Can you put a rope in his nose? or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
- Will he make many supplications unto you? will he speak soft words unto you?
- Will he make a covenant with you? will you take him for a servant forever?
- Will you play with him as with a bird? or will you leash him for your maidens?
- Shall your companions make a banquet of him? shall they apportion him among the merchants?
- Can you fill his skin with harpoons? or his head with fish spears?
- Lay your hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
- Behold, the hope of subduing him is in vain: shall one not be cast down even at the sight of him?
- None is so fierce that would dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
- Who has given to me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
- I will not conceal his limbs, nor his power, nor his graceful proportion.
- Who can remove the face of his garment? or who can approach him with a double bridle?
- Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible all around.
- His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
- One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
- They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be parted.
- By his sneezings a light flashes, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
- Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
- Out of his nostrils goes smoke, as out of a boiling pot or caldron.
- His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
- In his neck remains strength, and sorrow is turned into dancing before him.
- The folds of his flesh are joined together: they are firm on him; they cannot be moved.
- His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the lower millstone.
- When he raises up himself, the mighty are afraid: because of his crashings they are beside themselves.
- The sword of him that reaches him cannot avail: neither the spear, the dart, nor the javelin.
- He regards iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
- The arrow cannot make him flee: clingstones with him are turned into stubble.
- Darts are counted as straw: he laughs at the threat of a javelin.
- His undersides are like sharp stones: he spreads sharp pointed marks upon the mire.
- He makes the deep boil like a pot: he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
- He leaves a path shining after him; one would think the deep to have white hair.
- Upon earth there is not his like, which is made without fear.
- He beholds every high thing: he is a king over all the children of pride.