| 41:1 | God's Power in the Leviathan "Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook, Or snare his tongue with a line which you lower? |
| 41:2 | Can you put a reed through his nose, Or pierce his jaw with a hook? |
| 41:3 | Will he make many supplications to you? Will he speak softly to you? |
| 41:4 | Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him as a servant forever? |
| 41:5 | Will you play with him as with a bird, Or will you leash him for your maidens? |
| 41:6 | Will your companions make a banquet of him? Will they apportion 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-- Never do it again! |
| 41:9 | Indeed, any hope of overcoming him is false; Shall one not be overwhelmed at the sight of him? |
| 41:10 | No one is so fierce that he would dare stir him up. Who then is able to stand against Me? |
| 41:11 | Who has preceded Me, that I should pay him? Everything under heaven is Mine. |
| 41:12 | I will not conceal his limbs, His mighty power, or his graceful proportions. |
| 41:13 | Who can remove his outer coat? Who can approach him with a double bridle? |
| 41:14 | Who can open the doors of his face, With his terrible teeth all around? |
| 41:15 | His rows of scales are his pride, Shut up tightly as with a seal; |
| 41:16 | One is so near another That no air can come between them; |
| 41:17 | They are joined one to another, They stick together and cannot be parted. |
| 41:18 | His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. |
| 41:19 | Out of his mouth go burning lights; Sparks of fire shoot out. |
| 41:20 | Smoke goes out of his nostrils, As from a boiling pot and burning rushes. |
| 41:21 | His breath kindles coals, And a flame goes out of his mouth. |
| 41:22 | Strength dwells in his neck, And sorrow dances before him. |
| 41:23 | The folds of his flesh are joined together; They are firm on him and cannot be moved. |
| 41:24 | His heart is as hard as stone, Even as hard as the lower millstone. |
| 41:25 | When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid; Because of his crashings they are beside themselves. |
| 41:26 | Though the sword reaches him, it cannot avail; Nor does spear, dart, or javelin. |
| 41:27 | He regards iron as straw, And bronze as rotten wood. |
| 41:28 | The arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones become like stubble to him. |
| 41:29 | Darts are regarded as straw; He laughs at the threat of javelins. |
| 41:30 | His undersides are like sharp potsherds; He spreads pointed marks in the mire. |
| 41:31 | He makes the deep boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a pot of ointment. |
| 41:32 | He leaves a shining wake behind him; One would think the deep had white hair. |
| 41:33 | On earth there is nothing like him, Which is made without fear. |
| 41:34 | He beholds every high thing; He is king over all the children of pride." |