- 1. Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down -- his tongue?
- 2. Dost thou put a reed in his nose? And with a thorn pierce his jaw?
- 3. Doth he multiply unto thee supplications? Doth he speak unto thee tender things?
- 4. Doth he make a covenant with thee? Dost thou take him for a servant age-during?
- 5. Dost thou play with him as a bird? And dost thou bind him for thy damsels?
- 6. (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. Place on him thy hand, Remember the battle -- do not add!
- 9. Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down?
- 10. None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who `is' he before Me stationeth himself?
- 11. Who hath brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it `is' mine.
- 12. I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.
- 13. Who hath uncovered the face of his clothing? Within his double bridle who doth enter?
- 14. The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth `are' terrible.
- 15. 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. His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes `are' as the eyelids of the dawn.
- 19. Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape.
- 20. Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds.
- 21. His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth.
- 22. 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. His heart `is' firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece.
- 25. From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free.
- 26. The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear -- dart -- and lance.
- 27. He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood.
- 28. The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling.
- 29. As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.
- 30. 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. After him he causeth a path to shine, One thinketh the deep to be hoary.
- 33. There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.
- 34. Every high thing he doth see, He `is' king over all sons of pride.
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