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| [1]Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down -- his tongue? |
[1]None is so fierce that dare stir him up. Who is he then that can stand before me? |
| [2]Dost thou put a reed in his nose? And with a thorn pierce his jaw? |
[2]Who hath prevented me that I should make an end? All under heaven is mine. |
| [3]Doth he multiply unto thee supplications? Doth he speak unto thee tender things? |
[3]I will not keep silence concerning his parts, nor his power nor his comely proportion. |
| [4]Doth he make a covenant with thee? Dost thou take him for a servant age-during? |
[4]Who can discover the face of his garment? Or who shall come to him with a double bridle? |
| [5]Dost thou play with him as a bird? And dost thou bind him for thy damsels? |
[5]Who shall open the doors of his face? His teeth are fearful round about. |
| [6](Feast upon him do companions, They divide him among the merchants!) |
[6]The majesty of his scales is like strong shields, and are sure sealed. |
| [7]Dost thou fill with barbed irons his skin? And with fish-spears his head? |
[7]One is set to another, that no wind can come between them. |
| [8]Place on him thy hand, Remember the battle -- do not add! |
[8]One is joined to another: they stick together, that they cannot be sundered. |
| [9]Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down? |
[9]His sneezings make the light to shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. |
| [10]None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who [is] he before Me stationeth himself? |
[10]Out of his mouth go lamps, and sparks of fire leap out. |
| [11]Who hath brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it [is] mine. |
[11]Out of his nostrils cometh out smoke, as out of a boiling pot or cauldron. |
| [12]I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement. |
[12]His breath maketh the coals burn: for a flame goeth out of his mouth. |
| [13]Who hath uncovered the face of his clothing? Within his double bridle who doth enter? |
[13]In his neck remaineth strength, and labor is rejected before his face. |
| [14]The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth [are] terrible. |
[14]The members of his body are joined: they are strong in themselves, and cannot be moved. |
| [15]A pride -- strong ones of shields, Shut up -- a close seal. |
[15]His heart is as strong as a stone, and as hard as the nether millstone. |
| [16]One unto another they draw nigh, And air doth not enter between them. |
[16]The mighty are afraid of his majesty, and for fear they faint in themselves. |
| [17]One unto another they adhere, They stick together and are not separated. |
[17]When the sword doth touch him, he will not rise up, nor for the spear dart nor habergeon. |
| [18]His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes [are] as the eyelids of the dawn. |
[18]He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. |
| [19]Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape. |
[19]The archer cannot make him flee: the stones of the sling are turned into stubble unto him: |
| [20]Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds. |
[20]The darts are counted as straw: and he laugheth at the shaking of the spear. |
| [21]His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth. |
[21]Sharp stones are under him, and he spreadeth sharp things upon the mire. |
| [22]In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult. |
[22]He maketh the depth to boil like a pot, and maketh the sea like a pot of ointment. |
| [23]The flakes of his flesh have adhered -- Firm upon him -- it is not moved. |
[23]He maketh a path to shine after him: one would think the depth as an hoar head. |
| [24]His heart [is] firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece. |
[24]In the earth there is none like him: he is made without fear. |
| [25]From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free. |
[25]He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride. |
| [26]The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear -- dart -- and lance. |
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| [27]He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood. |
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| [28]The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling. |
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| [29]As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin. |
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| [30]Under him [are] sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire. |
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| [31]He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment. |
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| [32]After him he causeth a path to shine, One thinketh the deep to be hoary. |
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| [33]There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror. |
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| [34]Every high thing he doth see, He [is] king over all sons of pride. |
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