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1 - “Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, 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. 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 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 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 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 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.”