Job 41:1-34 MEV

[1] "Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook or snare his tongue with a line which you let down? [2] Can you put a cord into his nose, or pierce his jaw with a hook? [3] Will he make many supplications to you? Will he speak soft words to you? [4] Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him for a servant forever? [5] Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you put him on a leash for your maidens? [6] Will your companions make a banquet of him? Will they divide him among the merchants? [7] Can you fill his skin with harpoons or his head with fishing spears? [8] Lay your hand on him; remember the battle-you will do it no more. [9] Notice, any hope of overcoming him is in vain; shall not one be overwhelmed at the sight of him? [10] No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up. Who then is able to stand before Me? [11] Who has preceded Me that I should repay him? Everything under heaven is Mine. [12] "I will not conceal his limbs, nor his power, nor his graceful proportions. [13] Who can remove his outer garment? Or who can approach him with a double bridle? [14] Who can open the jaws of his face? His teeth are terrible all around. [15] His scales are his pride, shut up tightly as with a seal. [16] One is so near to another that no air can come between them. [17] They are joined to each other; they stick together that they cannot be separated. [18] His sneezing flashes forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. [19] Out of his mouth go burning lights, and sparks of fire leap out. [20] Out of his nostrils goes smoke as out of a seething pot or cauldron. [21] His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth. [22] In his neck remains strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him. [23] The folds of his flesh are joined together; they are firm on him; they cannot be moved. [24] His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, as hard as a piece of the lower millstone. [25] When he raises up himself even the gods are afraid; because of his crashings they are beside themselves. [26] The sword that reaches him cannot avail, nor does the spear, the arrow, or the javelin. [27] He counts iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. [28] The arrow cannot make him flee; slingstones are turned into stubble by him. [29] Arrows are counted as straw; he laughs at the shaking of a spear. [30] Sharp stones are his underside; he leaves a mark in the mire like a sharp threshing sledge. [31] He makes the deep to boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment. [32] He leaves a shining wake behind him; one would think the deep had white hair. [33] On earth there is nothing like him, a creature made without fear. [34] He beholds all high things; he is a king over all the children of pride."