GodsWord - Job - 41

41:1  "Can you pull Leviathan out of the water with a fishhook or tie its tongue down with a rope?

41:2  Can you put a ring through its nose or pierce its jaw with a hook?

41:3  Will it plead with you for mercy or speak tenderly to you?

41:4  Will it make an agreement with you so that you can take it as your permanent slave?

41:5  Can you play with it like a bird or keep it on a leash for your girls?

41:6  Will traders bargain over it and divide it among the merchants?

41:7  Can you fill its hide with harpoons or its head with fishing spears?

41:8  Lay your hand on it. Think of the struggle! Don't do it again!

41:9  Certainly, any hope of defeating it is a false hope. Doesn't the sight of it overwhelm you?

41:10  No one is brave enough to provoke Leviathan. Then who can stand in front of me?

41:11  Who can confront me that I should repay him? Everything under heaven belongs to me!

41:12  "I will not be silent about Leviathan's limbs, its strength, or its graceful form.

41:13  Who can skin its hide? Who can approach it with a harness?

41:14  Who can open its closed mouth? Its teeth are surrounded by terror.

41:15  Its back has rows of scales that are tightly sealed.

41:16  One is so close to the other that there is no space between them.

41:17  Each is joined to the other. They are locked together and inseparable.

41:18  When Leviathan sneezes, it gives out a flash of light. Its eyes are like the first rays of the dawn.

41:19  Flames shoot from its mouth. Sparks of fire fly from it.

41:20  Smoke comes from its nostrils like a boiling pot heated over brushwood.

41:21  Its breath sets coals on fire, and a flame pours from its mouth.

41:22  Strength resides in its neck, and power dances in front of it.

41:23  The folds of its flesh stick to each other. They are solid and cannot be moved.

41:24  Its chest is solid like a rock, solid like a millstone.

41:25  "The mighty are afraid when Leviathan rises. Broken down, they draw back.

41:26  A sword may strike it but not pierce it. Neither will a spear, lance, or dart.

41:27  It considers iron to be like straw and bronze to be like rotten wood.

41:28  An arrow won't make it run away. Stones from a sling turn to dust against it.

41:29  It considers clubs to be like stubble, and it laughs at a rattling javelin.

41:30  Its underside is like sharp pieces of broken pottery. It stretches out like a threshing sledge on the mud.

41:31  It makes the deep sea boil like a pot. It stirs up the ocean like a boiling kettle.

41:32  It leaves a shining path behind it so that the sea appears to have silvery hair.

41:33  Nothing on land can compare to it. It was made fearless.

41:34  It looks down on all high things. It is king of everyone who is arrogant."