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¹Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook? Or tie up his jaws with a cord?

²Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

³Will he make many pleas to you? Will he speak soft words to you?

⁴Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?

⁵Will you play with him as you would with a bird? Will you tie him up for your servant girls?

⁶Will the groups of fishermen bargain for him? Will they divide him up to trade among the merchants?

⁷Can you fill his hide with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?

⁸Put your hand on him just once, and you will remember the battle and do it no more.

⁹See, the hope of anyone who does that is a lie; will not anyone be thrown down to the ground just by the sight of him?

¹⁰None is so fierce that he dare stir Leviathan up; who, then, is he who can stand before me?

¹¹Who has first given anything to me in order that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole sky is mine.

¹²I will not keep silent concerning Leviathan's legs, nor about the matter of his strength, nor about his graceful form.

¹³Who can strip off his outer covering? Who can penetrate his double armor?

¹⁴Who can open the doors of his face— ringed with his teeth, which are a terror?

¹⁵his back is made up of rows of shields, tight together as with a close seal.

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

¹⁷They are joined to each other; they stick together, so that they cannot be pulled apart.

¹⁸Light flashes out from his snorting; his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning dawn.

¹⁹Out of his mouth go burning torches, sparks of fire leap out.

²⁰Out of his nostrils goes smoke like a boiling pot on a fire that has been fanned to be very hot.

²¹His breath kindles coals into flame; fires go out from his mouth.

²²In his neck is strength, and terror dances in front of him.

²³The folds of his flesh are joined together; they are firm on him; they cannot be moved.

²⁴His heart is as hard as a stone— indeed, as hard as a lower millstone.

²⁵When he raises himself up, even the gods become afraid; because of fear, they draw back.

²⁶If a sword strikes him, it does nothing— and neither does a spear, an arrow, or any other pointed weapon.

²⁷He thinks of iron as if it were straw, and of bronze as if it were rotten wood.

²⁸An arrow cannot make him flee; to him sling stones become chaff.

²⁹Clubs are regarded as straw; he laughs at the whirring flight of a spear.

³⁰His lower parts are like sharp pieces of broken pottery; he leaves a spreading trail in the mud as if he were a threshing sledge.

³¹He makes the deep to foam up like a pot of boiling water; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.

³²He makes a shining wake behind him; one would think the deep had gray hair.

³³On earth there is no equal to him, who has been made to live without fear.

³⁴He sees everything that is proud; he is king over all the sons of pride.”