1 “Can you pull in Leviathan with a hook or tie down his tongue with a rope? | TOSK |
2 Can you put a cord through his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook? | TOSK |
3 Will he beg you for mercy or speak to you softly? | TOSK |
4 Will he make a covenant with you to take him as a slave for life? | TOSK |
5 Can you pet him like a bird or put him on a leash for your maidens? | TOSK |
6 Will traders barter for him or divide him among the merchants? | TOSK |
7 Can you fill his hide with harpoons or his head with fishing spears? | TOSK |
8 If you lay a hand on him, you will remember the battle and never repeat it! | TOSK |
9 Surely hope of overcoming him is false. Is not the sight of him overwhelming? | TOSK |
10 No one is so fierce as to rouse Leviathan. Then who is able to stand against Me? | TOSK |
11 Who has given to Me that I should repay him? Everything under heaven is Mine. | IP | TOSK |
12 I cannot keep silent about his limbs, his power and graceful form. | TOSK |
13 Who can strip off his outer coat? Who can approach him with a bridle? | TOSK |
14 Who can open his jaws, ringed by his fearsome teeth? | TOSK |
15 His rows of scales are his pride, tightly sealed together. | TOSK |
16 One scale is so near to another that no air can pass between them.
17 They are joined to one another; they clasp and cannot be separated. | TOSK |
18 His snorting flashes with light, and his eyes are like the rays of dawn. | TOSK |
19 Firebrands stream from his mouth; fiery sparks shoot forth! | TOSK |
20 Smoke billows from his nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning reeds. | TOSK |
21 His breath sets coals ablaze, and flames pour from his mouth. | TOSK |
22 Strength resides in his neck, and dismay leaps before him. | TOSK |
23 The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable. | TOSK |
24 His chest is as hard as a rock, as hard as a lower millstone! | TOSK |
25 When Leviathan rises up, the mighty are terrified; they withdraw before his thrashing. | TOSK |
26 The sword that reaches him has no effect, nor does the spear or dart or arrow. | TOSK |
27 He regards iron as straw and bronze as rotten wood.
28 No arrow can make him flee; slingstones become like chaff to him. | TOSK |
29 A club is regarded as straw, and he laughs at the sound of the lance. | TOSK |
30 His undersides are jagged potsherds, spreading out the mud like a threshing sledge. | TOSK |
31 He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron; he makes the sea like a jar of ointment. | TOSK |
32 He leaves a glistening wake behind him; one would think the deep had white hair! | TOSK |
33 Nothing on earth is his equal—a creature devoid of fear! | TOSK |
34 He looks down on all the haughty; he is king over all the proud.” | TOSK |