Job 41
World English BibleTranslation
World English Bible
Tongan Bible, Revised West Version
1“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord?
1“ʻOku ke faʻa fusi hake ʻae levaiatani ʻaki ʻae mātaʻu? Pe ko hono ʻelelo ʻaki ʻae afo ʻoku ke tukutuku hifo?
2Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
2ʻOku ke faʻa ʻai ʻae mātaʻu ki hono ihu? Pe vili ke ʻasi hono kouʻahe ʻaki ʻae talaʻi ʻakau?
3Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?
3Te ne fai ʻene ngaahi hū tāumaʻu kiate koe? Te ne lea ʻaki ʻae ngaahi lea malu kiate koe?
4Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?
4Te ne fai ʻae fuakava mo koe? Te ke maʻu ia ko hoʻo tamaioʻeiki ʻo taʻengata?
5Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?
5Te ke fakavā mo ia ʻo hangē ko e manupuna? Pe te ke noʻotaki ia maʻa hoʻo kau taʻahine?
6Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?
6ʻE fai kātoanga ʻaki ia ʻe ho kaumeʻa? Te nau vahevahe ia ki he kakai fakatau?
7Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
7ʻOku ke faʻa fakapito hono kili ʻi he tao ukamea talatala? Pe ko hono ʻulu ʻi he tao hoka ika?
8Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.
8Hilifaki ho nima kiate ia, manatu ki he tau, pea ʻoua naʻa toe fai hā meʻa.
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?
9Vakai, ʻoku taʻeʻaonga ke ʻamanaki kiate ia: ʻikai ʻe tō ki lalo ha tokotaha ʻi he mamata pe kiate ia?
10None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
10ʻOku ʻikai ha tokotaha ʻoku loto lahi ʻe fie ueʻi ia ke tuʻu hake: pea ka kuo pehē, ko hai koā ʻe faʻa tuʻu ʻi hoku ʻao?
11Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.
11Ko hai kuo ne tomuʻa fai kiate au koeʻuhi ke u totongi ia? Ko e meʻa kotoa pē ʻoku ʻi lalo langi ʻoku ʻaʻaku ia.
12“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
12“ʻE ʻikai te u fakapuli hono ngaahi konga, pe ko hono mālohi, pe ko hono matamatalelei.
13Who can strip off his outer garment? Who will come within his jaws?
13Ko hai te ne faʻa ʻilo ʻae mata ʻo hono kofu? Pe ko hai ʻe faʻa haʻu kiate ia mo e palaiteli lou ua?
14Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
14Ko hai te ne faʻa toʻo ʻae matapā ʻo hono mata? ʻOku fakailifia hono ngaahi nifo ʻoku takatakai.
15Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal.
15ʻOku viki ia ʻi hono ngaahi ʻuno, ʻaia ʻoku tāpuni fakataha ʻo hangē ko e meʻa pulusi maʻu.
16One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
16ʻOku fengūtaki pehē ʻae taha ki he taha, ʻaia ʻoku ʻikai faʻa hū ai ʻae matangi ʻi hona vahaʻa.
17They are joined to one another. They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.
17ʻOku nau fehokotaki, ʻo fepikitaki fakataha, pea ʻe ʻikai faʻa vaheʻi.
18His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
18ʻI heʻene mafatua ʻoku ulo ai ʻae maama, pea ʻoku tatau hono mata mo e laumata ʻoe pongipongi.
19Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap out.
19ʻOku ʻalu atu mei hono ngutu ʻae ngaahi maama ulo, ʻoku puna mei ai kituʻa ʻae ngaahi kalofiama.
20Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
20ʻOku ʻalu atu ʻi hono avaʻi ihu ʻae ʻohuafi, ʻo hangē ko e kulo vai kuo lili, pe ko e fuʻu kulo.
21His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth.
21ʻOku tutu ʻe heʻene mānava ʻae malala, pea ʻoku ulo mai ʻae afi mei hono ngutu.
22There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
22ʻOku nofo ʻae mālohi ʻi hono kia, pea ʻoku liliu ʻae mamahi ko e fiefia ʻi hono ʻao.
23The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved.
23Ko hono ngaahi ʻioʻi kakano ʻoku piki fakataha: ʻoku mālohi ia ʻi ai; ʻoku ʻikai faʻa ueʻi.
24His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.
24ʻOku mālohi hono loto ʻo hangē ko e maka; ʻio, ʻoku fefeka ʻo hangē ko e konga ʻoe maka tokalalo ʻoe meʻa momosi.
25When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.
25ʻOka fokotuʻu hake ia ki ʻolunga, ʻoku manavahē ʻae kau mālohi: ko e meʻa ʻi he faʻa maumau ʻoku nau fakamaʻa ʻakinautolu.
26If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
26Ko e heletā ʻo ia ʻoku ne tā kiate ia ʻoku ʻikai tau; pe ko e tao, pe ko e tokotoko, mo e kofutau.
27He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
27ʻOku tatau kiate ia ʻae ʻaione mo e mohuku, ʻae palasa mo e ʻakau popo.
28The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
28ʻE ʻikai hola ia ʻi he ngahau: ʻoku ne liliu ʻae ngaahi makatā ko e veve.
29Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
29ʻOku ne ui ʻae ngaahi ngahau ko e mohuku mōmoa: ʻoku kata ia ʻi he apoapo ʻoe tao.
30His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
30ʻOku ʻi lalo ʻiate ia ʻae ngaahi maka māsila: ʻoku ne folahi ki he pelepela ʻae ngaahi meʻa māsila.
31He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
31ʻOku ne fakalili ʻae loloto ʻo hangē ko e kulo: ʻoku ne ngaohi ke tatau ʻae tahi mo e ipu ʻoe meʻa tākai.
32He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
32ʻOku ne fakangingila ʻae hala kimui ʻiate ia; ʻe mahalo ʻe ha taha ʻoku hinehina ʻae loloto.
33On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
33ʻOku ʻikai hano tatau ʻi he fonua, ʻaia kuo ngaohi ke taʻemanavahē.
34He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”
34ʻOku ne vakai ki he ngaahi meʻa māʻolunga kotoa pē: ko e tuʻi ia ki he ngaahi fānau kotoa pē ʻoe laukau.”
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