70 lines
2.6 KiB
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70 lines
2.6 KiB
Markdown
# Chapter 41
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1 “Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook,
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Or snare his tongue with a line which you lower?
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2 Can you put a reed through his nose,
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Or pierce his jaw with a hook?
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3 Will he make many supplications to you?
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Will he speak softly to you?
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4 Will he make a covenant with you?
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Will you take him as a servant forever?
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5 Will you play with him as with a bird,
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Or will you leash him for your maidens?
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6 Will your companions make a banquet of him?
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Will they apportion him among the merchants?
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7 Can you fill his skin with harpoons,
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Or his head with fishing spears?
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8 Lay your hand on him;
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Remember the battle—
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Never do it again!
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9 Indeed, any hope of overcoming him is false;
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Shall one not be overwhelmed at the sight of him?
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10 No one is so fierce that he would dare stir him up.
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Who then is able to stand against Me?
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11 Who has preceded Me, that I should pay him?
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Everything under heaven is Mine.
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12 “I will not conceal his limbs,
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His mighty power, or his graceful proportions.
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13 Who can remove his outer coat?
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Who can approach him with a double bridle?
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14 Who can open the doors of his face,
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With his terrible teeth all around?
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15 His rows of scales are his pride,
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Shut up tightly as with a seal;
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16 One is so near another
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That no air can come between them;
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17 They are joined one to another,
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They stick together and cannot be parted.
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18 His sneezings flash forth light,
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And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
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19 Out of his mouth go burning lights;
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Sparks of fire shoot out.
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20 Smoke goes out of his nostrils,
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As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
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21 His breath kindles coals,
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And a flame goes out of his mouth.
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22 Strength dwells in his neck,
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And sorrow dances before him.
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23 The folds of his flesh are joined together;
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They are firm on him and cannot be moved.
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24 His heart is as hard as stone,
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Even as hard as the lower millstone.
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25 When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid;
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Because of his crashings they are beside themselves.
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26 Though the sword reaches him, it cannot avail;
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Nor does spear, dart, or javelin.
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27 He regards iron as straw,
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And bronze as rotten wood.
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28 The arrow cannot make him flee;
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Slingstones become like stubble to him.
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29 Darts are regarded as straw;
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He laughs at the threat of javelins.
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30 His undersides are like sharp potsherds;
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He spreads pointed marks in the mire.
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31 He makes the deep boil like a pot;
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He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
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32 He leaves a shining wake behind him;
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One would think the deep had white hair.
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33 On earth there is nothing like him,
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Which is made without fear.
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34 He beholds every high thing;
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He is king over all the children of pride.” |