The Word Am I

The Book of Job

Literal Standard Version :: World English Bible Catholic

- Chapter 41 -

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“Do you draw leviathan with a hook? And do you let down his tongue with a rope?
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Do you put a reed in his nose? And pierce his jaw with a thorn?
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Does he multiply supplications to you? Does he speak tender things to you?
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Does he make a covenant with you? Do you take him for a perpetual servant?
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Do you play with him as a bird? And do you bind him for your girls?
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(Companions feast on him, || They divide him among the merchants!)
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Do you fill his skin with barbed irons? And his head with fish-spears?
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Place your hand on him, || Remember the battle—do not add!
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Behold, the hope of him is found a liar, || Also, is one not cast down at his appearance?
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None so fierce that he awakes him, || And who [is] he [who] stations himself before Me?
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Who has brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it [is] Mine.
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I do not keep silent concerning his parts, || And the matter of might, || And the grace of his arrangement.
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Who has uncovered the face of his clothing? Who enters within his double bridle?
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Who has opened the doors of his face? Around his teeth [are] terrible.
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A pride—strong ones of shields, || Shut upa close seal.
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They draw near to one another, || And air does not enter between them.
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They adhere to one another, || They stick together and are not separated.
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His sneezings cause light to shine, || And his eyes [are] as the eyelids of the dawn.
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Flames go out of his mouth, sparks of fire escape.
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Smoke goes forth out of his nostrils, || As a blown pot and reeds.
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His breath sets coals on fire, || And a flame goes forth from his mouth.
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Strength lodges in his neck, || And grief exults before him.
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The flakes of his flesh have adhered—Firm on himit is not moved.
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His heart [is] firm as a stone, || Indeed, firm as the lower piece.
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The mighty are afraid at his rising, || From his breakings they keep themselves free.
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The sword of his overtaker does not stand, || Spear, dart, and breastplate.
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He reckons iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
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The son of the bow does not cause him to flee, || Stones of the sling are turned into stubble by him.
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Darts have been reckoned as stubble, || And he laughs at the shaking of a javelin.
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Sharp points of clay [are] under him, || He spreads gold on the mire.
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He causes the deep to boil as a pot, || He makes the sea as a pot of ointment.
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He causes a path to shine after him, || One thinks the deep to be hoary.
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There is not on the earth his like, || That is made without terror.
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He sees every high thing, || He [is] king over all sons of pride.”
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Can you draw out Leviathan(a) with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
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Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
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Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?
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Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?
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Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
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Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
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Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
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Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.
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Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?
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None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
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Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.
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I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
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Who can strip off his outer garment? Who will come within his jaws?
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Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
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Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.
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One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
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They are joined to one another. They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.
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His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
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Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap out.
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Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
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His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth.
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There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
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The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved.
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His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.
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When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
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If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
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He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
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The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
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Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
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His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
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He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
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He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
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On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
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He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”

Footnotes

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