| Chapter 41 |
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Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord [which] thou lettest down? --
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Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn? --
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Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft [words] unto thee? --
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Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever? --
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Wilt thou play with him as [with] a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? --
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Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants? --
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Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears? --
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Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more. --
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Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not [one] be cast down even at the sight of him? --
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None [is so] fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me? --
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Who hath prevented me, that I should repay [him? whatsoever is] under the whole heaven is mine. --
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I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion. --
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Who can discover the face of his garment? [or] who can come [to him] with his double bridle? --
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Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth [are] terrible round about. --
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[His] scales [are his] pride, shut up together [as 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 one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered. --
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By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes [are] like the eyelids of the morning. --
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Out of his mouth go burning lamps, [and] sparks of fire leap out. --
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Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as [out] of a seething pot or caldron. --
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His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth. --
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In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him. --
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The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved. --
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His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether [millstone]. --
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When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves. --
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The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon. --
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He esteemeth iron as straw, [and] brass as rotten wood. --
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The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble. --
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Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear. --
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Sharp stones [are] under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire. --
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He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment. --
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He maketh a path to shine after him; [one] would think the deep [to be] hoary. --
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Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear. --
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He beholdeth all high [things]: he [is] a king over all the children of pride. --
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