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41:1 "Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord? 41:2 "Can you put a rope in his nose Or pierce his jaw with a hook? 41:3 "Will he make many supplications to you, Or will he speak to you soft words? 41:4 "Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him for a servant forever? 41:5 "Will you play with him as with a bird, Or will you bind him for your maidens? 41:6 "Will the traders bargain over him? Will they divide him among the merchants? 41:7 "Can you fill his skin with harpoons, Or his head with fishing spears? 41:8 "Lay your hand on him; Remember the battle; you will not do it again! 41:9 "Behold, your expectation is false; Will you be laid low even at the sight of him? 41:10 "No one is so fierce that he dares to arouse him; Who then is he that can stand before Me? 41:11 "Who has given to Me that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is Mine. 41:12 "I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Or his mighty strength, or his orderly frame. 41:13 "Who can strip off his outer armor? Who can come within his double mail? 41:14 "Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth there is terror. 41:15 "His strong scales are his pride, Shut up as with a tight seal. 41:16 "One is so near to another That no air can come between them. 41:17 "They are joined one to another; They clasp each other and cannot be separated. 41:18 "His sneezes flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. 41:19 "Out of his mouth go burning torches; Sparks of fire leap forth. 41:20 "Out of his nostrils smoke goes forth As from a boiling pot and burning rushes. 41:21 "His breath kindles coals, And a flame goes forth from his mouth. 41:22 "In his neck lodges strength, And dismay leaps before him. 41:23 "The folds of his flesh are joined together, Firm on him and immovable. 41:24 "His heart is as hard as a stone, Even as hard as a lower millstone. 41:25 "When he raises himself up, the mighty fear; Because of the crashing they are bewildered. 41:26 "The sword that reaches him cannot avail, Nor the spear, the dart or the javelin. 41:27 "He regards iron as straw, Bronze as rotten wood. 41:28 "The arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones are turned into stubble for him. 41:29 "Clubs are regarded as stubble; He laughs at the rattling of the javelin. 41:30 "His underparts are like sharp potsherds; He spreads out like a threshing sledge on the mire. 41:31 "He makes the depths boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a jar of ointment. 41:32 "Behind him he makes a wake to shine; One would think the deep to be gray-haired. 41:33 "Nothing on earth is like him, One made without fear. 41:34 "He looks on everything that is high; He is king over all the sons of pride."