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Job 40

The Book of Job

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Chapter 41

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  'Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook? 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. Will not 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 shall 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 one to another; They stick together, so that they can't be pulled apart.  

 

 

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  His sneezing flashes forth 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 forth.  

 

 

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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 forth from his mouth.  

 

 

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  In his neck there is strength. 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 lay at him with the sword, it can't avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.  

 

 

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  He counts iron as straw; And brass 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 to 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.'  

 

 

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Job 42

 

 

 

 

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