Job 41

2Or canst thou fasten a ring in his snout, or bore his lip for a jewel?

3Will he speak to thee with entreaties—with soothing supplications?

4Will he make a covenant with thee? And wilt thou take him for a perpetual servant?

5Wilt thou play with him as with a bird, or bind him as a sparrow for a child?

6Do the nations feed upon him, or the Phœnicians divide him among them?

7With their whole fleet they could not carry the first skin of his tail, nor his head in their fishing barks.

8Wilt thou lay thine hand on him, recollecting the battle made by his mouth? Do not so again.

9Hast thou not seen him? Hast thou not been amazed at what is said of him? Hast thou not been afraid that he was prepared against Me?

10But who is there, who hath risen up against Me—

11or who can rise up against Me and stand to it? If the whole world is Mine,

12I cannot be put to silence by him. On the account of his power one may pity his equal [opponent].

13Who can strip off his outer robe, or who can come within the folds of his breastplate?

14Who can open the doors of his mouth? His teeth are encompassed with terror.

15His scales are shields of brass; and his ligature, like a smyrite stone.

16They are glued one to another, so that no air may pass through to him.

17They are to adhere close to each other; they stick so close that they cannot be torn asunder.

18At his sneezing lightnings flash: and his eyes have the lustre of the morning star.

19Out of his mouth issue as it were burning lamps; and flaky flames, in appearance, are belched out.

20From his nostrils issueth the smoke of a furnace,

21flaming with a fire of burning coals. His animal life is glowing coals; and a flame proceedeth out of his mouth.

23The flesh of his body is glued together; it is so abundant that he cannot be shaken.

24His heart is hard as a stone, and firm as an immovable anvil.

25When he turneth himself about, all the four-footed beasts on the earth shrink with fear. Though spears oppose him,

26they effect nothing; for with regard to the lance and the breast-plate,

27he considereth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.

28The bow of steel cannot wound him; and stones from a sling he considereth as grass.

29Battering rams are accounted as stubble; and he laugheth at the shock of eruptive fire.

30His bed is sharp-pointed obelisks; and all the gold in the sea under him, is but as dirt.

31He causeth the deep to boil like a cauldron; and considereth the sea as a pot of ointment.

32The deepest gulf of the sea he accounteth his captive; and reckoneth the abyss itself as his parade.

33Upon the earth there is not his fellow; made to be insulted only by My angels.

34He beholdeth everything that is high; and he is king over all that are in the waters.