^{1 Ref} Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?

^{2 Ref} Canst thou put a rope into his nose? Or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

^{3 Ref} Will he make many supplications unto thee? Or will he speak soft words unto thee?

^{4 Ref} Will he make a covenant with thee, That thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever?

^{5 Ref} Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?

^{6 Ref} Will the bands `of fishermen' make traffic of him? Will they part him among the merchants?

⁷ Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons, Or his head with fish-spears?

^{8 Ref} Lay thy hand upon him; Remember the battle, and do so no more.

^{9 Ref} Behold, the hope of him is in vain: Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?

^{10 Ref} None is so fierce that he dare stir him up; Who then is he that can stand before me?

^{11 Ref} Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him? `Whatsoever is' under the whole heaven is mine.

^{12 Ref} I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.

^{13 Ref} Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?

^{14 Ref} Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.

^{15 Ref} `His' strong scales are `his' pride, Shut up together `as with' a close seal.

¹⁶ One is so near to another, That no air can come between them.

¹⁷ They are joined one to another; They stick together, so that they cannot be sundered.

^{18 Ref} His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

^{19 Ref} Out of his mouth go burning torches, And sparks of fire leap forth.

^{20 Ref} Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, As of a boiling pot and `burning' rushes.

^{21 Ref} His breath kindleth coals, And a flame goeth forth from his mouth.

^{22 Ref} In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him.

²³ The flakes of his flesh are joined together: They are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.

^{24 Ref} His heart is as firm as a stone; Yea, firm as the nether millstone.

^{25 Ref} When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: By reason of consternation they are beside themselves.

^{26 Ref} If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.

²⁷ He counteth iron as straw, `And' brass as rotten wood.

^{28 Ref} The arrow cannot make him flee: Sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.

^{29 Ref} Clubs are counted as stubble: He laugheth at the rushing of the javelin.

^{30 Ref} His underparts are `like' sharp potsherds: He spreadeth `as it were' a threshing-wain upon the mire.

³¹ He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

^{32 Ref} He maketh a path to shine after him; One would think the deep to be hoary.

^{33 Ref} Upon earth there is not his like, That is made without fear.

^{34 Ref} He beholdeth everything that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride.

^{1 Ref} Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down -- his tongue?

^{2 Ref} Dost thou put a reed in his nose? And with a thorn pierce his jaw?

^{3 Ref} Doth he multiply unto thee supplications? Doth he speak unto thee tender things?

^{4 Ref} Doth he make a covenant with thee? Dost thou take him for a servant age-during?

^{5 Ref} Dost thou play with him as a bird? And dost thou bind him for thy damsels?

^{6 Ref} (Feast upon him do companions, They divide him among the merchants!)

⁷ Dost thou fill with barbed irons his skin? And with fish-spears his head?

^{8 Ref} Place on him thy hand, Remember the battle -- do not add!

^{9 Ref} Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down?

^{10 Ref} None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who `is' he before Me stationeth himself?

^{11 Ref} Who hath brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it `is' mine.

^{12 Ref} I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.

^{13 Ref} Who hath uncovered the face of his clothing? Within his double bridle who doth enter?

^{14 Ref} The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth `are' terrible.

^{15 Ref} A pride -- strong ones of shields, Shut up -- a close seal.

¹⁶ One unto another they draw nigh, And air doth not enter between them.

¹⁷ One unto another they adhere, They stick together and are not separated.

^{18 Ref} His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes `are' as the eyelids of the dawn.

^{19 Ref} Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape.

^{20 Ref} Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds.

^{21 Ref} His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth.

^{22 Ref} In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.

²³ The flakes of his flesh have adhered -- Firm upon him -- it is not moved.

^{24 Ref} His heart `is' firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece.

^{25 Ref} From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free.

^{26 Ref} The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear -- dart -- and lance.

²⁷ He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood.

^{28 Ref} The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling.

^{29 Ref} As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.

^{30 Ref} Under him `are' sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.

³¹ He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment.

^{32 Ref} After him he causeth a path to shine, One thinketh the deep to be hoary.

^{33 Ref} There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.

^{34 Ref} Every high thing he doth see, He `is' king over all sons of pride.