Job 41
World English BibleTranslation
World English Bible
Baibal Olcim (Matupi Chin)
1“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
1Leviathan te vaih neh na doek tih rhui neh a lai na yueh pah thai a?
2Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
2A hnarhong ah canghlong na hen thai tih mutlo hling neh a kam na toeh a?
3Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?
3Nang ham tah huithuinah loh puh vetih nang taengah a mongkawt la cal mai aya?
4Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?
4Nang taengah paipi a saii vetih anih te kumhal kah sal la na loh aya?
5Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
5Anih te vaa bangla na luem puei vetih anih te na hula hamla na khih pa aya?
6Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
6Anih ham te thimpom rhoek tael uh thae vetih Kanaan laklo ah a paekboe uh aya?
7Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
7A vin dongah palaphae neh, a lu dongah nga khohcung neh na bae sak thai a?
8Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.
8Anih soah na kut tloeng lamtah poek laeh. Caemtloeknah khaw na koei voel mahpawh.
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?
9A ngaiuepnah khaw a laithae ni te. A mueimae mah a hut tang aya?
10None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
10Anih a haeng ham khaw a muen aih bal moenih. Te dongah ka mikhmuh ah aka pai thai te unim?
11Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.
11Kai n'doe bangla unim ka thuung eh? Vaan hmui kah boeih te kamah kah ni.
12“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
12Amah ham bueng pawt tih a olsai neh thayung thamal ol khaw, a phu dongkah a sakthen khaw ka phah ni.
13Who can strip off his outer garment? Who will come within his jaws?
13A pueinak te a hmai la ulong poelyoe pah. Kamrhui rhaepnit neh anih te ulong a paan?
14Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
14A maelhmai kah thohkhaih te ulong a ong eh? A no khaw mueirhih la pin om.
15Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.
15A lip photling a hoemnah khaw kutbuen neh a caek la a khaih.
16One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
16Khat te khat taengla tawn uh tih a laklo ah yilh khaw hue pawh.
17They are joined to one another. They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.
17Hlang he a manuca taengah balak tih a tuuk uh daengah ni a pam uh pawh.
18His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
18A ikthi loh vangnah a thangthen tih a mik khaw mincang khosaeng banghui ni.
19Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap out.
19A ka lamkah hmaithoi thoeng tih hmai hli coe.
20Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
20A hnarhong lamkah hmaikhu khaw voh neh canghlong a yawn bangla thoeng.
21His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth.
21A hinglu loh hmai-alh a tak sak tih a ka lamloh hmaihluei thoeng.
22There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
22A rhawn ah a sarhi naeh tih a mikhmuh ah rhihnah loh malawk.
23The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved.
23A saa laep te a pum dongah malh kap tih khok pawh.
24His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.
24A lungbuei te lungto bangla ning tih a dangkah phaklung bangla ning.
25When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
25A boeimang vaengah tah tholh pocinah khui lamloh Pathen taengah bakuep uh.
26If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
26Anih aka kae cunghang neh caai khaw, lungsong neh caempho khaw a thoh moenih.
27He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
27Thi te cangkong bangla, rhohum khaw keet thing bangla a poek.
28The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
28Liva capa loh anih a yong sak moenih. Payai lungto pataeng anih taengah tah divawt la poeh.
29Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
29Caemboh te divawt bangla a poek tih soe kah hinghuennah te a nueih thil.
30His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
30A hmui ah paikaek paihat la om dae tangnong soah sui a hnil.
31He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
31A laedil te am bangla a tlawk sak tih tuitunli te anhoi bangla a khueh.
32He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
32A hnukah a hawn a phi sak tih tuidung khaw sampok bangla a poek.
33On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
33Paepnah om kolla a saii dongah laipi dongah anih aka tluk a om moenih.
34He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”
34Aka sang boeih te a hmuh. Amah tah hlang oek koca boeih sokah manghai ni,” a ti nah.
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