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"Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook, or press down his tongue with a cord? |
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Can you put a rope in his nose, or pierce his jaw with a hook? |
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Will he make many supplications to you? Will he speak to you soft words? |
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Will he make a covenant with you to take him for your servant for ever? |
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Will you play with him as with a bird, or will you put him on leash for your maidens? |
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Will traders bargain over him? Will they divide him up among the merchants? |
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Can you fill his skin with harpoons, or his head with fishing spears? |
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Lay hands on him; think of the battle; you will not do it again! |
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Behold, the hope of a man is disappointed; he is laid low even at the sight of him. |
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No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up. Who then is he that can stand before me? |
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Who has given to me, that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine. |
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"I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, or his mighty strength, or his goodly frame. |
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Who can strip off his outer garment? Who can penetrate his double coat of mail? |
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Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror. |
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His back is made of rows of shields, shut up closely as with a seal. |
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One is so near to another that no air can come between them. |
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They are joined one to another; they clasp each other and cannot be separated. |
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His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn. |
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Out of his mouth go flaming torches; sparks of fire leap forth. |
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Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke, as from a boiling pot and burning rushes. |
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His breath kindles coals, and a flame comes forth from his mouth. |
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In his neck abides strength, and terror dances before him. |
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The folds of his flesh cleave together, firmly cast upon him and immovable. |
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His heart is hard as a stone, hard as the nether millstone. |
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When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid; at the crashing they are beside themselves. |
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Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail; nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin. |
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He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood. |
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The arrow cannot make him flee; for him slingstones are turned to stubble. |
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Clubs are counted as stubble; he laughs at the rattle of javelins. |
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His underparts are like sharp potsherds; he spreads himself like a threshing sledge on the mire. |
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He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment. |
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Behind him he leaves a shining wake; one would think the deep to be hoary. |
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Upon earth there is not his like, a creature without fear. |
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He beholds everything that is high; he is king over all the sons of pride." |
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