41“1Can you drawout2,aLeviathan with a fishhook?Or pressdown its tongue with a cord?2“Can you aput a 1rope in its noseOr pierce its jaw with a 2hook?3“Will it makemanysupplications to you,Or will he speak to you softwords?4“Will it cut a covenant with you?Will you take it for a slaveforever?5“Will you play with it as with a bird,Or will you bind it for your youngwomen?6“Will the 1tradersbargainover it?Will they divide it among the merchants?7“Can you fill its skin with harpoons,Or its head with fishingspears?8“Place your hand on it;Remember the battle; 1you will not do that again!9“1Behold, 2his expectationisalie;Will 3he be laidloweven at the sight of it?10“No one is so fierce that he dares to aarouse it;Who then is he that can standbefore Me?11“Who has 1,agiven to Me that I should repayhim?Whatever is bunder the wholeheaven is Mine.12“I will not keepsilence concerning its limbs,Or its mightystrength or its gracefulframe.13“Who can 1stripoff its 2outerarmor?Who can come with its doubled3bridle?14“Who can open the doors of its face?Around its teeth there is dreadfulterror.15“Its1strongscales are itspride,Shutupas with a tightseal.16“One is so near to anotherThat noair can comebetween them.17“They clingone to another;They are interlocked and cannot be separated.18“Its sneezesflashforthlight,And its eyes are like the aeyelids of the morning.19“Out of its mouthgoburningtorches;Sparks of fire1leapforth.20“Out of its nostrilssmokegoesforthAs from a boilingpot and burningreeds.21“Its breathkindlescoals,And a flamegoesforth from its mouth.22“In its necklodgesstrength,And dismayleapsbefore it.23“The folds of its fleshclingtogether,Hardened upon it and is notshaken.24“Its heart is as hard as a stone,Even as hard as a lowermillstone.25“When it raises itself up, the 1mightyfear,Because of the crashing they are2bewildered.26“The sword that reaches it cannotavail,Nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.27“It regardsiron as straw,Bronze as rottenwood.28“The 1arrowcannot make it flee;Slingstones are turned into stubble for it.29“Clubs are regarded as stubble;It laughs at the rattling of the javelin.30“Its underparts are likesharppotsherds;It 1spreadsoutlike a threshingsledge on the mire.31“It makes the depthsboil like a pot;It makes the sea like a jarofointment.32“Behind it, it makes a wake to shine;One would think the deep to be gray-haired.33“aThereisnothing upon the 1dustlike it,One madewithoutterror.34“1It looks on everything that is high;It is kingoverall the asons of pride.”