chapter_Job_41
Job 41:1: Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down &#8212; his tongue? Job 41:2: Dost thou put a reed in his nose? And with a thorn pierce his jaw? Job 41:3: Doth he multiply unto thee supplications? Doth he speak unto thee tender things? Job 41:4: Doth he make a covenant with thee? Dost thou take him for a servant age-during? Job 41:5: Dost thou play with him as a bird? And dost thou bind him for thy damsels? Job 41:6: (Feast upon him do companions, They divide him among the merchants!) Job 41:7: Dost thou fill with barbed irons his skin? And with fish-spears his head? Job 41:8: Place on him thy hand, Remember the battle &#8212; do not add! Job 41:9: Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down? Job 41:10: None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who is he before Me stationeth himself? Job 41:11: Who hath brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it is mine. Job 41:12: I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement. Job 41:13: Who hath uncovered the face of his clothing? Within his double bridle who doth enter? Job 41:14: The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth are terrible. Job 41:15: A pride &#8212; strong ones of shields, Shut up &#8212; a close seal. Job 41:16: One unto another they draw nigh, And air doth not enter between them. Job 41:17: One unto another they adhere, They stick together and are not separated. Job 41:18: His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes are as the eyelids of the dawn. Job 41:19: Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape. Job 41:20: Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds. Job 41:21: His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth. Job 41:22: In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult. Job 41:23: The flakes of his flesh have adhered &#8212; Firm upon him &#8212; it is not moved. Job 41:24: His heart is firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece. Job 41:25: From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free. Job 41:26: The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear &#8212; dart &#8212; and lance. Job 41:27: He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood. Job 41:28: The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling. Job 41:29: As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin. Job 41:30: Under him are sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire. Job 41:31: He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment. Job 41:32: After him he causeth a path to shine, One thinketh the deep to be hoary. Job 41:33: There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror. Job 41:34: Every high thing he doth see, He is king over all sons of pride.
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