^41:1 Can you draw out leviathan with a fishhook, or press down his tongue with a cord? ^41:2 Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook? ^41:3 Will he make many supplications to you? Or will he speak soft words to you? ^41:4 Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant everlasting?

    ^41:5 Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your maidens? ^41:6 Will the bands make traffic of him? Will they part him among the merchants? ^41:7 Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish-spears? ^41:8 Lay your hand upon him. Remember the battle and do so no more.

    ^41:9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Will not a man be cast down even at the sight of him? ^41:10None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?

    ^41:11 Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Under the whole heaven is mine.

    ^41:12 I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his graceful frame. ^41:13Who can strip off his outer garment? Who will come within his jaws? ^41:14 Who can open the doors of his face? All around his teeth is terror. ^41:15 His strong scales are his pride, shut up together like a close seal.^41:16 One is so near to another that no air can come between them. ^41:17 They are joined one to another. They stick together, so that they cannot be parted.

    ^41:18 His sneezes flash forth light and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. ^41:19 Out of his mouth go burning torches and sparks of fire leap forth. ^41:20Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot and burning rushes. ^41:21 His breath kindles coals and a flame goes forth from his mouth. ^41:22 In his neck abides strength and terror dances before him. ^41:23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm upon him. They are hardly shaken.

    ^41:24 His heart is as firm as a stone, Yes, firm as the lower millstone.

    ^41:25 When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid. Because of consternation they are beside themselves. ^41:26 If a man lays at him with the sword it cannot avail, nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft. ^41:27 He counts iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. ^41:28 The arrow cannot make him flee. Sling-stones are turned into stubble with him. ^41:29Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.

    ^41:30 His underparts are like sharp earthen vessels. He spreads out as a threshing-wagon upon the mud. ^41:31 He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment. ^41:32 He makes a path to shine after him. A man would think the deep to be gray-haired.

    ^41:33 Upon earth there is not his like who is made without fear. ^41:34 He beholds everything that is high.

    He is king over all the sons of pride.