[1] “Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook or press down his tongue with a cord?
[2] “Can you put a rope in his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook?
[3] “Will he make many pleas to you? Will he speak to you soft words?
[4] “Will he make a covenant with you to take him for your servant forever?
[5] “Will you play with him as with a bird, or will you put him on a leash for your girls?
[6] “Will traders bargain over him? Will they divide him up among the merchants?
[7] “Can you fill his skin with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?
[8] “Lay your hands on him; remember the battle—you will not do it again!
[9] “Behold, the hope of a man is false; he is laid low even at the sight of him.
[10] “No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
[11] “Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
[12] “I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, or his mighty strength, or his goodly frame.
[13] “Who can strip off his outer garment? Who would come near him with a bridle?
[14] “Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
[15] “His back is made of rows of shields, shut up closely as with a seal.
[16] “One is so near to another that no air can come between them.
[17] “They are joined one to another; they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
[18] “His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.
[19] “Out of his mouth go flaming torches; sparks of fire leap forth.
[20] “Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke, as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
[21] “His breath kindles coals, and a flame comes forth from his mouth.
[22] “In his neck abides strength, and terror dances before him.
[23] “The folds of his flesh stick together, firmly cast on him and immovable.
[24] “His heart is hard as a stone, hard as the lower millstone.
[25] “When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid; at the crashing they are beside themselves.
[26] “Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail, nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
[27] “He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
[28] “The arrow cannot make him flee; for him sling stones are turned to stubble.
[29] “Clubs are counted as stubble; he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
[30] “His underparts are like sharp potsherds; he spreads himself like a threshing sledge on the mire.
[31] “He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
[32] “Behind him he leaves a shining wake; one would think the deep to be white-haired.
[33] “On earth there is not his like, a creature without fear.
[34] “He sees everything that is high; he is king over all the sons of pride.”