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Chapter 41

“Any hope you have in this regard would be futile;
    just the mere sight of it would convince you to retreat.
How ferocious it is when aroused!
    No one could ever stand up to confront it.[a]
Who has attacked it and remained unscathed?
    There has never been anyone under the heavens.
“Nor will I keep silence about its limbs,
    or its strength, or its magnificent frame.
Who can strip off its outer garment
    or pierce the reinforced armor of its breastplate?
Who has ever managed to force open the doors of its mouth
    and beheld the teeth that leave one in terror?
“Rows of shields adorn its back
    and are tightly sealed together.
One presses so close to the next
    that no air can pass between them.
Each is so joined, one to another,
    that they hold fast and cannot be separated.
10 “When it sneezes, sprays of light[b] flash forth,
    and its eyes are like the rays of the dawn.
11 Fiery torches emerge from its mouth
    and sparks come flying out.
12 Smoke issues forth from its nostrils
    as from a boiling pot on the fire.
13 Its breath sets coals ablaze,
    and flames pour forth from its mouth.
14 “Strength resides in its neck,
    causing terror to all who behold it.
15 The folds of its flesh are joined together,
    firmly set in place and immovable.
16 Its heart is as hard as stone,
    as unyielding as the lower millstone.
17 When it rears up, strong men become terrified,
    and the waves of the sea retreat.
18 “Even though the sword reaches it, there is no penetration,
    nor is there with the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
19 It regards iron as straw
    and bronze as rotting wood.
20 No arrow can force it to flee;
    slingstones it regards as nothing but chaff.
21 To it a club is like a splinter,
    and it laughs at the javelins that are hurled at it.
22 “Its lower parts are protected with jagged potsherds,
    and it moves across the mire like a threshing sledge.
23 It causes the depths to boil like a cauldron;
    it churns the sea like a pot of ointment.
24 Behind it there is left a shining trail,
    and in its wake the deep appears to be white-haired.
25 It has no equal upon the earth;
    it is a creature that is utterly fearless.
26 It looks down upon all, even the highest;
    it is king over all wild beasts.”

Footnotes

  1. Job 41:2 Confront it: some translate: “confront me.”
  2. Job 41:10 Light: a vapor that gleams in the light of the sun. Its eyes: in Egyptian hieroglyphics, the irridescent red in the eye of the crocodile symbolizes the dawn.

41 “Can you draw out Leviathan[a] with a fish hook,
    or press down his tongue with a cord?
Can you put a rope into his nose,
    or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
Will he make many petitions to you,
    or will he speak soft words to you?
Will he make a covenant with you,
    that you should take him for a servant forever?
Will you play with him as with a bird?
    Or will you bind him for your girls?
Will traders barter for him?
    Will they part him among the merchants?
Can you fill his skin with barbed irons,
    or his head with fish spears?
Lay your hand on him.
    Remember the battle, and do so no more.
Behold, the hope of him is in vain.
    Won’t 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 will 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 to one another.
    They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.
18 His sneezing flashes out light.
    His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19 Out of his mouth go burning torches.
    Sparks of fire leap out.
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 out of his mouth.
22 There is strength in his neck.
    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 attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail;
    nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
27 He counts iron as straw,
    and bronze 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 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.”

Footnotes

  1. 41:1 Leviathan is a name for a crocodile or similar creature.