📖 Job 41
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Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?
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Canst thou put a rope into his nose? Or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
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Will he make many supplications unto thee? Or will he speak soft words unto thee?
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Will he make a covenant with thee, That thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever?
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Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
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Will the bands [of fishermen] make traffic of him? Will they part him among the merchants?
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Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons, Or his head with fish-spears?
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Lay thy hand upon him; Remember the battle, and do so no more.
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Behold, the hope of him is in vain: Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
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None is so fierce that he dare stir him up; Who then is he that can stand before me?
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Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him? [Whatsoever is] under the whole heaven is mine.
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I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
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Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?
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Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
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[ His] strong scales are [his] pride, Shut up together [as with] a close seal.
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One is so near to another, That no air can come between them.
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They are joined one to another; They stick together, so that they cannot be sundered.
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His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
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Out of his mouth go burning torches, And sparks of fire leap forth.
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Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, As of a boiling pot and [burning] rushes.
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His breath kindleth coals, And a flame goeth forth from his mouth.
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In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him.
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The flakes of his flesh are joined together: They are firm upon him; They cannot be moved.
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His heart is as firm as a stone; Yea, firm as the nether millstone.
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When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: By reason of consternation they are beside themselves.
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If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
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He counteth iron as straw, [And] brass as rotten wood.
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The arrow cannot make him flee: Sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.
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Clubs are counted as stubble: He laugheth at the rushing of the javelin.
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His underparts are [like] sharp potsherds: He spreadeth [as it were] a threshing-wain upon the mire.
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He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
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He maketh a path to shine after him; One would think the deep to be hoary.
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Upon earth there is not his like, That is made without fear.
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He beholdeth everything that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride.