Job 41 - American Standard Version 2015

¹ Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook?\par\tab Or press down his tongue with a cord?

² Canst thou put a rope into his nose?\par\tab Or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

³ Will he make many supplications unto thee?\par\tab Or will he speak soft words unto thee?

⁴ Will he make a covenant with thee,\par\tab That thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever?

⁵ Wilt thou play with him as with a bird?\par\tab Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?

⁶ Will the bands {\i of fishermen} make traffic of him?\par\tab Will they part him among the merchants?

⁷ Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons,\par\tab Or his head with fish-spears?

⁸ Lay thy hand upon him;\par\tab Remember the battle, and do so no more.

⁹ Behold, the hope of him is in vain:\par\tab Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?

¹⁰ None is so fierce that he dare stir him up;\par\tab Who then is he that can stand before me?

¹¹ Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him?\par\tab {\i Whatsoever is} under the whole heaven is mine.\par

¹² I will not keep silence concerning his limbs,\par\tab Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.

¹³ Who can strip off his outer garment?\par\tab Who shall come within his jaws?

¹⁴ Who can open the doors of his face?\par\tab Round about his teeth is terror.

¹⁵ {\i His} strong scales are {\i his} pride,\par\tab Shut up together {\i as with} a close seal.

¹⁶ One is so near to another,\par\tab That no air can come between them.

¹⁷ They are joined one to another;\par\tab They stick together, so that they cannot be sundered.

¹⁸ His sneezings flash forth light,\par\tab And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

¹⁹ Out of his mouth go burning torches,\par\tab And sparks of fire leap forth.

²⁰ Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth,\par\tab As of a boiling pot and {\i burning} rushes.

²¹ His breath kindleth coals,\par\tab And a flame goeth forth from his mouth.

²² In his neck abideth strength,\par\tab And terror danceth before him.

²³ The flakes of his flesh are joined together:\par\tab They are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.

²⁴ His heart is as firm as a stone;\par\tab Yea, firm as the nether millstone.

²⁵ When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid:\par\tab By reason of consternation they are beside themselves.

²⁶ If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail;\par\tab Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.

²⁷ He counteth iron as straw,\par\tab {\i And} brass as rotten wood.

²⁸ The arrow cannot make him flee:\par\tab Sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.

²⁹ Clubs are counted as stubble:\par\tab He laugheth at the rushing of the javelin.

³⁰ His underparts are {\i like} sharp potsherds:\par\tab He spreadeth {\i as it were} a threshing-wain upon the mire.

³¹ He maketh the deep to boil like a pot:\par\tab He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

³² He maketh a path to shine after him;\par\tab One would think the deep to be hoary.

³³ Upon earth there is not his like,\par\tab That is made without fear.

³⁴ He beholdeth everything that is high:\par\tab He is king over all the sons of pride.\par