Job 41
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)Translation
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
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1I will not stir him up, like one that is cruel: for who can resist my countenance?
1“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
2Who hath given me before that I should repay him? All things that are under heaven are mine.
2Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
3I will not spare him, nor his mighty words, and framed to make supplication.
3Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?
4Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can go into the midst of his mouth?
4Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?
5Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
5Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
6His body is like molten shields, shut close up with scales pressing upon one another.
6Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
7One is joined to another, and not so much as any air can come between them:
7Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
8They stick one to another and they hold one another fast, and shall not be separated.
8Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.
9His sneezing is like the shining of fire, and his eyes like the eyelids of the morning.
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10Out of his mouth go forth lamps, like torches of lighted fire.
10None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
11Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, like that of a pot heated and boiling.
11Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.
12His breath kindleth coals, and a flame cometh forth out of his mouth.
12“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
13In his neck strength shall dwell, and want goeth before his face.
13Who can strip off his outer garment? Who will come within his jaws?
14The members of his flesh cleave one to another: he shall send lightnings against him, and they shall not be carried to another place.
14Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
15His heart shall be as hard as a stone, and as firm as a smith’s anvil.
15Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.
16When he shall raise him up, the angels shall fear, and being affrighted shall purify themselves.
16One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17When a sword shall lay at him, it shall not be able to hold, nor a spear, nor a breastplate.
17They are joined to one another. They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.
18For he shall esteem iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
18His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19The archer shall not put him to flight, the stones of the sling are to him like stubble.
19Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap out.
20As stubble will he esteem the hammer, and he will laugh him to scorn who shaketh the spear.
20Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
21The beams of the sun shall be under him, and he shall strew gold under him like mire.
21His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth.
22He shall make the deep sea to boil like a pot, and shall make it as when ointments boil.
22There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
23A path shall shine after him, he shall esteem the deep as growing old.
23The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved.
24There is no power upon earth that can be compared with him who was made to fear no one.
24His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.
25He beholdeth every high thing, he is king over all the children of pride.
25When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
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26If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
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27He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
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28The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
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29Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
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30His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
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31He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
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32He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
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33On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
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34He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”
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