Job 41

God’s Power Shown in Creatures

1“1Can you drag out 23Leviathan with a fishhook, And press down his tongue with a rope?2Can you 4put a 5rope in his nose, And pierce his jaw with a 6hook?3Will he make many pleas to you, Or will he speak to you gentle words?4Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him as a servant forever?5Will you play with him as with a bird, And tie him down for your young girls?6Will the 7traders bargain for him? Will they divide him among the merchants?7Can you fill his skin with harpoons, Or his head with fishing spears?8Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle; 8you will not do it again!99Behold, 10your expectation is false; Will 11you be hurled down even at the sight of him?10No one is so reckless that he dares to 12stir him; Who then is he who opposes Me?11Who has 13been first to give to Me, that I should repay him? Whatever is 14under the entire heaven is Mine.

12“I will not be silent about his limbs, Or his mighty strength, or his graceful frame.13Who can 15strip off his outer covering? Who can 16pierce his double 17armor?14Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth there is terror.15His 18strong scales are his pride, Locked as with a tight seal.16One is so close to another That no air can come between them.17They are joined one to another; They clasp each other and cannot be separated.18His sneezes flash forth light, And his eyes are like the 19eye of dawn.19From his mouth go burning torches; Sparks of fire leap forth.20From his nostrils smoke goes out As from a boiling pot and burning reeds.21His breath sets coals aglow, And a flame goes forth from his mouth.22In his neck dwells strength, And dismay leaps before him.23The folds of his flesh are joined together, Firm and immovable on him.24His heart is as firm as a stone, And as firm as a lower millstone.25When he rises up, the 20mighty are afraid; Because of the crashing they are bewildered.26The sword that reaches him cannot 21prevail, Nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.27He regards iron as straw, Bronze as rotten wood.28The 22arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones are turned into stubble for him.29Clubs are regarded as stubble; He laughs at the rattling of the javelin.30His underparts are like sharp pieces of pottery; He 23spreads out like a threshing sledge on the mud.31He makes the depths boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a jar of ointment.32Behind him he illuminates a pathway; One would think the deep to be gray-haired.3324Nothing on 25earth is like him, One made without fear.3426He looks on everything that is high; He is king over all the 27sons of pride.”