Job 41
King James Version with ApocryphaTranslation
King James Version with Apocrypha
Septuagint (Greek Old Testament), second edition
1Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
1ΟΥΧ ἑώρακας αὐτόν, οὐδὲ ἐπὶ τοῖς λεγομένοις τεθαύμακας;
2Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
2οὐ δέδοικας ὅτι ἡτοίμασταί μοι; τίς γάρ ἐστιν ὁ ἐμοὶ ἀντιστάς;
3Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee?
3ἢ τίς ἀντιστήσεταί μοι καὶ ὑπομενεῖ, εἰ πᾶσα ἡ ὑπ᾿ οὐρανὸν ἐμή ἐστιν;
4Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
4οὐ σιωπήσομαι δι᾿ αὐτόν, καὶ λόγον δυνάμεως ἐλεήσει τὸν ἴσον αὐτῷ.
5Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
5τίς ἀποκαλύψει πρόσωπον ἐνδύσεως αὐτοῦ, εἰς δὲ πτύξιν θώρακος αὐτοῦ τίς ἂν εἰσέλθοι;
6Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
6πύλας προσώπου αὐτοῦ τίς ἀνοίξει; κύκλῳ ὀδόντων αὐτοῦ φόβος.
7Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
7τὰ ἔγκατα αὐτοῦ ἀσπίδες χάλκεαι, σύνδεσμος δὲ αὐτοῦ ὥσπερ σμυρίτης λίθος·
8Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
8εἷς τοῦ ἑνὸς κολλῶνται, πνεῦμα δὲ οὐ μὴ διέλθῃ αὐτόν·
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
9ἀνὴρ τῷ ἀδελφῷ αὐτοῦ προσκολληθήσεται, συνέχονται καὶ οὐ μὴ ἀποσπασθῶσιν.
10None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
10ἐν πταρμῷ αὐτοῦ ἐπιφαύσκεται φέγγος, οἱ δὲ ὀφθαλμοὶ αὐτοῦ εἶδος Ἑωσφόρου.
11Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
11ἐκ στόματος αὐτοῦ ἐκπορεύονται ὡς λαμπάδες καιόμεναι καὶ διαρριπτοῦνται ὡς ἐσχάραι πυρός.
12I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
12ἐκ μυκτήρων αὐτοῦ ἐκπορεύεται καπνὸς καμίνου καιομένης πυρὶ ἀνθράκων.
13Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
13ἡ ψυχὴ αὐτοῦ ἄνθρακες, φλὸξ δὲ ἐκ στόματος αὐτοῦ ἐκπορεύεται.
14Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
14ἐν δὲ τραχήλῳ αὐτοῦ αὐλίζεται δύναμις, ἔμπροσθεν αὐτοῦ τρέχει ἀπώλεια.
15His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
15σάρκες δὲ σώματος αὐτοῦ κεκόλληνται· καταχέει ἐπ᾿ αὐτόν, οὐ σαλευθήσεται.
16One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
16ἡ καρδία αὐτοῦ πέπηγεν ὡς λίθος, ἕστηκε δὲ ὥσπερ ἄκμων ἀνήλατος.
17They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
17στραφέντος δὲ αὐτοῦ, φόβος θηρίοις τετράποσιν ἐπὶ γῆς ἁλλομένοις.
18By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
18ἐὰν συναντήσωσιν αὐτῷ λόγχαι, οὐδὲν μὴ ποιήσωσι δόρυ καὶ θώρακα·
19Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
19ἥγηται μὲν γὰρ σίδηρον ἄχυρα, χαλκὸν δὲ ὥσπερ ξύλον σαθρόν.
20Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
20οὐ μὴ τρώσῃ αὐτὸν τόξον χάλκεον, ἥγηται μὲν πετροβόλον χόρτον·
21His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
21ὡς καλάμη ἐλογίσθησαν σφῦραι, καταγελᾷ δὲ σεισμοῦ πυρφόρου.
22In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
22ἡ στρωμνὴ αὐτοῦ ὀβελίσκοι ὀξεῖς, πᾶς δὲ χρυσὸς θαλάσσης ὑπ᾿ αὐτὸν ὥσπερ πηλὸς ἀμύθητος.
23The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
23ἀναζεῖ τὴν ἄβυσσον ὥσπερ χαλκεῖον, ἥγηται δὲ τὴν θάλασσαν ὥσπερ ἐξάλειπτρον,
24His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone .
24τὸν δὲ τάρταρον τῆς ἀβύσσου ὥσπερ αἰχμάλωτον· ἐλογίσατο ἄβυσσον εἰς περίπατον.
25When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
25οὐκ ἔστιν οὐδὲν ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς ὅμοιον αὐτῷ πεποιημένον ἐγκαταπαίζεσθαι ὑπὸ τῶν ἀγγέλων μου·
26The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
26πᾶν ὑψηλὸν ὁρᾷ, αὐτὸς δὲ βασιλεὺς πάντων τῶν ἐν τοῖς ὕδασιν.
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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