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   The Book of Job.
The Harvard Classics.  1909–14.
 
XLI
 
 
[1]    CANST thou draw out leviathan 1 with a fishhook?
Or press down his tongue with a cord?
[2]  Canst thou put a 2 rope into his nose?
Or pierce his jaw through with a hook? 3
[3]  Will he make many supplications unto thee?
Or will he speak soft words unto thee?
[4]  Will he make a covenant with thee,
That thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever?
[5]  Wilt thou play with him as with a bird?
Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
[6]  Will the bands of fishermen make traffic of him?
Will they part him among the merchants?
[7]  Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons,
Or his head with fish-spears?
[8]  Lay thy hand upon him;
Remember the battle, and do so no more.
[9]  Behold, the hope of him is in vain:
Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
[10]  None is so fierce that he dare stir him up;
Who then is he that can stand before me?
[11]  Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him?
Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
 
[12]  I will not keep silence concerning his limbs,
Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
[13]  Who can strip 4 off his outer garment?
Who shall come within his jaws?
[14]  Who can open the doors of his face?
Round 5 about his teeth is terror.
[15]  His strong 6 scales are his pride,
Shut up together as with a close seal.
[16]  One is so near to another,
That no air can come between them.
[17]  They are joined one to another;
They stick together, so that they cannot be sundered.
[18]  His sneezings flash forth light,
And his eyes are like the eye-lids of the morning.
[19]  Out of his mouth go burning torches,
And sparks of fire leap forth.
[20]  Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth,
As of a boiling pot and burning rushes.
[21]  His breath kindleth coals,
And a flame goeth forth from his mouth.
[22]  In his neck abideth strength,
And terror danceth before him.
[23]  The flakes of his flesh are joined together:
They are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.
[24]  His heart is as firm as a stone;
Yea, firm as the nether millstone.
[25]  When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid:
By reason of consternation they are beside themselves.
[26]  If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail;
Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed 7 shaft.
[27]  He counteth iron as straw,
And brass as rotten wood.
[28]  The arrow 8 cannot make him flee:
Sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.
[29]  Clubs are counted as stubble:
He laugheth at the rushing of the javelin.
[30]  His underparts are like sharp potsherds:
He spreadeth as it were a threshing-wain upon the mire.
[31]  He maketh the deep to boil like a pot:
He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
[32]  He maketh a path to shine after him;
One would think the deep to be hoary.
[33]  Upon earth there is not his like,
That is made without fear.
[34]  He beholdeth everything that is high:
He is king over all the sons of pride.
 
Note 1. That is, the crocodile. [back]
Note 2. Heb. a rope of rushes. [back]
Note 3. Or, spike. [back]
Note 4. Heb. uncover the face of his garment. [back]
Note 5. Or, His teeth are terrible round about. [back]
Note 6. Or, courses of scales.Heb. channels of shields. [back]
Note 7. Or, coat of mail. [back]
Note 8. Heb. son of the bow. [back]
 

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