KJ3 Literal Translation
Job 41
Of Jehovah's great power in the leviathan.
1¶ Can you draw out the leviathan with a hook, or hold down his tongue with a cord?
2Can you put a reed rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw with a thorn?
3Will he multiply supplications to you; or will he speak soft words to you?
4Will he cut a covenant with you; will you take him for a slave forever?
5Will you play with him as with a bird; or will you tie him up for your maidens?
6Shall your partners bargain over him; shall they divide him among the merchants?
7Can you fill his skin with barbs, or his head with fishing spears?
8Put your palm on him; remember the battle; you will not do it again!
9Behold, his hope has been made false; will one not be cast down at the sight of him?
10None is so fierce as to dare to stir him up; and who is able to stand before Me?
11¶ Who has gone before Me that I should repay? All under the heavens, it is to Me!
12I will not keep silent as to his limbs, or the matter of his powers, or the grace of his frame.
13Who can take off the face of his covering; who can enter within his double bridle?
14Who can pry open the doors of his face? Terror is round about his teeth.
15The rows of shields are his pride, shut up with a tight seal;
16each one is close to another that no air can come between them;
17they are joined to one another; they clasp each other, and they cannot be separated.
18His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are as the eyelids of the dawn.
19Out of his mouth go burning torches; sparks of fire fly out.
20Smoke goes out of his nostrils like a pot breathed out and reeds.
21His breath kindles coals and the flame goes out from his mouth.
22Strength abides in his neck and before him leaps dismay.
23The hanging parts of flesh cleave together firmly on him; he cannot be moved.
24His heart is firm as a stone, even firm as a piece of a lower millstone.
25The mighty ones are afraid from his arising; from the crashings they miss the way.
26The sword overtakes him, but will not hold firm, the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
27He counts iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
28A son of a bow cannot make him flee; slingstones are turned to stubble by him;
29clubs are counted as stubble; he laughs at the shaking of a javelin.
30Points of potsherds are under him; he spreads sharp marks on the mire.
31He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment;
32he makes a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be grayheaded.
33There is nothing like him on earth, one made without fear.
34He beholds all high things; he is king over all the sons of pride.
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