【Job】Chapter 41 << Last Chapter Next Chapter >>

41:1 Whoever might vainly hope to do so need only see him to be overthrown.

41:2 Is he not relentless when aroused; who then dares stand before him?

41:3 Who has assailed him and come off safe ? Who under all the heavens?

41:4 I need hardly mention his limbs, his strength, and the fitness of his armor.

41:5 Who can strip off his outer garment, or penetrate his double corselet?

41:6 Who can force open the doors of his mouth, close to his terrible teeth?

41:7 Rows of scales are on his back, tightly sealed together;

41:8 They are fitted each so close to the next that no space intervenes;

41:9 So joined one to another that they hold fast and cannot be parted.

41:10 When he sneezes, light flashes forth; his eyes are like those of the dawn.

41:11 Out of his mouth go forth firebrands; sparks of fire leap forth.

41:12 From his nostrils issues steam, as from a seething pot or bowl.

41:13 His breath sets coals afire; a flame pours from his mouth.

41:14 Strength abides in his neck, and terror leaps before him.

41:16 His heart is hard as stone; his flesh, as the lower millstone.

41:17 When he rises up, the mighty are afraid; the waves of the sea fall back.

41:18 Should the sword reach him, it will not avail; nor will the spear, nor the dart, nor the javelin.

41:19 He regards iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.

41:20 The arrow will not put him to flight; slingstones used against him are but straws.

41:21 Clubs he esteems as splinters; he laughs at the crash of the spear.

41:22 His belly is sharp as pottery fragments; he spreads like a threshing sledge upon the mire.

41:23 He makes the depths boil like a pot; the sea he churns like perfume in a kettle.

41:24 Behind him he leaves a shining path; you would think the deep had the hoary head of age.

41:25 Upon the earth there is not his like, intrepid he was made.

41:26 All, however lofty, fear him; he is king over all proud beasts.

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