Job 41 — FBV

41Verse 1“Can you pull out Leviathan⁺with a hook? Can you tie its mouth shut?^{Verse 2}Can you thread a rope through its nose? Can you pass a hook through its jaw?^{Verse 3}Will it beg you to let it go? Or will it talk softly to you?^{Verse 4}Will it make a contract with you? Will it agree to be your slave forever?^{Verse 5}Will you play with it like a pet bird? Will you put it on a leash for your girls?^{Verse 6}Will your trading partners decide on a price for him, and divide him up among the merchants?^{Verse 7}Can you pierce his skin with many harpoons, its head with fishing spears?^{Verse 8}If you were to grab hold of it, imagine the battle you would have! You wouldn't do that again!^{Verse 9}Any hope to capture it is foolish. Anyone who tries is thrown to the ground.^{Verse 10}Since no one has the courage to provoke Leviathan, who would dare to stand up against me?^{Verse 11}Who has confronted me with any claim that I should repay? Everything under heaven belongs to me.^{Verse 12}Let me tell you about Leviathan: its powerful legs and graceful proportions.^{Verse 13}Who can remove its hide? Who can penetrate its double coat of armor?^{+Verse 14}Who can open its jaws? Its teeth are terrifying!^{Verse 15}Its pride⁺is its rows of scales, closed tightly together.^{Verse 16}Its scales are so close together that no air can pass between them.^{Verse 17}Each scale attaches to the next; they lock together and nothing can penetrate them.^{Verse 18}When it sneezes light shines out. Its eyes are like the rising sun.^{Verse 19}Flames pour from its mouth, sparks of fire shoot out.^{Verse 20}Smoke comes from its nostrils, like steam from a kettle on a fire made of reeds.^{Verse 21}Its breath sets fire to charcoal as flames shoot from its mouth.^{Verse 22}Its neck is powerful, and all who face him shake with terror.^{Verse 23}Its body is dense and solid, as if it is made from cast metal.^{Verse 24}Its heart is rock-hard, like a millstone.^{Verse 25}When it rises, even the powerful are terrified; they retreat as it thrashes about.^{Verse 26}Swords just bounce off it, as do spears, darts, and javelins.^{Verse 27}It brushes aside iron like straw, and bronze like rotten wood.^{Verse 28}Arrows cannot make it run away; stones from slingshots are like pieces of stubble.^{Verse 29}Clubs are also treated like stubble; it laughs at the sound made by flying spears.^{Verse 30}Its underparts are covered with points as sharp as broken pots; when it drags itself through the mud it leaves marks like a threshing sledge.^{+Verse 31}It churns up the sea like water in a boiling pot, like a steaming bowl when ointment is mixed.^{Verse 32}It leaves a glistening wake behind it as if the sea had white hair.^{Verse 33}There is nothing on earth like it: a creature that has no fear.^{Verse 34}It looks down on all other creatures. It is the proudest of all.”