Job Chapter 41 / WOR

World English Bible
Job, Chapter 41

   1: "Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?
   2: Can you put a rope into his nose? Or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
   3: Will he make many petitions to you? Or will he speak soft words to you?
   4: Will he make a covenant with you, That you should take him for a servant forever?
   5: Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
   6: Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
   7: Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, Or his head with fish-spears?
   8: Lay your hand on 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 who can stand before me?
   11: Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.
   12: "I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
   13: Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?
   14: Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
   15: Strong scales are his pride, Shut up together 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 can't be pulled apart.
   18: His sneezing flashes forth light, His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
   19: Out of his mouth go burning torches, Sparks of fire leap forth.
   20: Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, As of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
   21: His breath kindles coals. A flame goes forth from his mouth.
   22: In his neck there is strength. Terror dances before him.
   23: The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can't be moved.
   24: His heart is as firm as a stone, Yes, firm as the lower millstone.
   25: When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
   26: If one lay at him with the sword, it can't avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
   27: He counts iron as straw; And brass as rotten wood.
   28: The arrow can't make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
   29: Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
   30: His undersides are like sharp potsherds, Leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
   31: He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
   32: He makes a path to shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
   33: On earth there is not his equal, That is made without fear.
   34: He sees everything that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride."

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