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Job 41

posted 28 Jun 2013, 02:22 by Ben@theorderoftheblacksheep.com
Eternal One: Now let us not stop here.
    What of Leviathan?
    Can you haul it in on the end of a hook
        or strap down its tongue with your line?

    Will you subdue it with a fragile reed through its nose
        or pierce its jaw with a hook?
    Do you imagine it will beg you endlessly for mercy
        or lower its voice to a whisper when speaking to you?
    Will it strike a deal with you
        and enter into your service as a lifelong slave?
    Will you play with it as you would a pet bird
        or put it on a leash for your girls?
    Will traders haggle over its price
        and others seek to divide it up among the merchants?
    Can you fill its hide with harpoons
        or its head with fishing spears?
    If you are able to lay a hand on it,
    You will remember the struggle all of your days,
        and you will never do it again.
    Now look, any expectation you could subdue it will be shattered.
        Just the sight of it is enough to overpower you.
10     No one is fierce enough to dare disturb it.
        So is there anyone in all the earth who dares to stand up to Me?
11     Who could ever confront Me and force Me to repay him?
        Everything and everyone under heaven is Mine![a]

12     I will not be silent regarding Leviathan’s powerful limbs,
        its enormous strength, or its beautiful form.
13     Who can reveal what is under its outer armor covering
        or penetrate down through its double coat of mail?
14     Who can pry open its enormous jaws?
        Remember: its teeth are a terror from every angle.
15     Its back is covered with rows of shields
        that overlap and shut with a tight seal—
16     One against another,
        so close that no wind passes between them.
17     They are joined to one another,
        inseparably locked.
18     When it sneezes, light flashes from its nostrils;
        its eyes are like the rays of the morning sun.
19     Fire streams from its mouth
        as fiery sparks fly outward.
20     Smoke pours from its nostrils
        as from a boiling pot or a brush fire.
21     Its searing breath sets coals ablaze;
        its flaming tongue darts from its mouth.
22     Leviathan’s neck bristles with raw power;
        terror dances before him.
23     The creases in its flesh fuse together:
        firm, fixed, immovable.
24     Its heart is rock hard,
        as hard as a lower millstone, impervious to grinding.
25     When the beast rises up and moves near, the mighty ones shudder in fear;
        when it crashes down, they retreat.
26     The sword that reaches it may strike but to no effect,
        so, too, the spear, the dart, and the lance.
27     For it treats iron as straw
        and bronze as rotten wood.
28     The arrow cannot force its retreat,
        and the stone from the sling shatters on impact.
29     A club is no more dangerous to it than a piece of straw;
        it taunts and laughs at the rattling lance.
30     Its underbelly is as sharp as broken pottery shards;
        it easily dredges a channel in the mud behind it.
31     It brings the deep to a rolling boil like a pot over a hot fire;
        in its course it stirs the sea like a pot of ointment.
32     Behind it, the wake is bright and shining,
        as if the sea has long white hair.
33     Nothing on earth is its equal,
        this creature fashioned without fear.
34     It looks upon all the high and mighty
        this king over the children of pride.