Job 41
Louis Segond 1910Translation
Louis Segond 1910
King James Version with Apocrypha
1Nul n’est assez hardi pour l’exciter; Qui donc me résisterait en face?
1Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
2De qui suis-je le débiteur? Je le paierai. Sous le ciel tout m’appartient.
2Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
3Je veux encore parler de ses membres, Et de sa force, et de la beauté de sa structure.
3Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee?
4Qui soulèvera son vêtement? Qui pénétrera entre ses mâchoires?
4Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
5Qui ouvrira les portes de sa gueule? Autour de ses dents habite la terreur.
5Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
6Ses magnifiques et puissants boucliers Sont unis ensemble comme par un sceau;
6Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
7Ils se serrent l’un contre l’autre, Et l’air ne passerait pas entre eux;
7Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
8Ce sont des frères qui s’embrassent, Se saisissent, demeurent inséparables.
8Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
9Ses éternuements font briller la lumière; Ses yeux sont comme les paupières de l’aurore.
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10Des flammes jaillissent de sa bouche, Des étincelles de feu s’en échappent.
10None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
11Une fumée sort de ses narines, Comme d’un vase qui bout, d’une chaudière ardente.
11Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12Son souffle allume les charbons, Sa gueule lance la flamme.
12I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
13La force a son cou pour demeure, Et l’effroi bondit au-devant de lui.
13Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
14Ses parties charnues tiennent ensemble, Fondues sur lui, inébranlables.
14Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
15Son cœur est dur comme la pierre, Dur comme la meule inférieure.
15His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
16Quand il se lève, les plus vaillants ont peur, Et l’épouvante les fait fuir.
16One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17C’est en vain qu’on l’attaque avec l’épée; La lance, le javelot, la cuirasse, ne servent à rien.
17They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
18Il regarde le fer comme de la paille, L’airain comme du bois pourri.
18By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19La flèche ne le met pas en fuite, Les pierres de la fronde sont pour lui du chaume.
19Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
20Il ne voit dans la massue qu’un brin de paille, Il rit au sifflement des dards.
20Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
21Sous son ventre sont des pointes aiguës: On dirait une herse qu’il étend sur le limon.
21His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
22Il fait bouillir le fond de la mer comme une chaudière, Il l’agite comme un vase rempli de parfums.
22In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
23Il laisse après lui un sentier lumineux; L’abîme prend la chevelure d’un vieillard.
23The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
24Sur la terre nul n’est son maître; Il a été créé pour ne rien craindre.
24His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone .
25Il regarde avec dédain tout ce qui est élevé, Il est le roi des plus fiers animaux.
25When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
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26The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
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27He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
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28The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
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29Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
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30Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
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31He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
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32He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
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33Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
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34He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.
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