41:1
non quasi crudelis suscitabo eum quis enim resistere potestvultui meo

41:2
quis ante dedit mihi ut reddam ei omnia quae sub caelo suntmea sunt

41:3
non parcam ei et verbis potentibus et ad deprecandumconpositis

41:4
quis revelavit faciem indumenti eius et in medium oris eiusquis intrabit

41:5
portas vultus eius quis aperiet per gyrum dentium eiusformido

41:6
corpus illius quasi scuta fusilia et conpactum squamis seprementibus

41:7
una uni coniungitur et ne spiraculum quidem incedit per eas

41:8
una alteri adherebunt et tenentes se nequaquam separabuntur

41:9
sternutatio eius splendor ignis et oculi eius ut palpebraediluculi

41:10
de ore eius lampades procedunt sicut taedae ignis accensae

41:11
de naribus eius procedit fumus sicut ollae succensae atqueferventis

41:12
halitus eius prunas ardere facit et flamma de ore eiusegreditur

41:13
in collo eius morabitur fortitudo et faciem eius praecedetegestas

41:14
membra carnium eius coherentia sibi mittet contra eumfulmina et ad locum alium non ferentur

41:15
cor eius indurabitur quasi lapis et stringetur quasimalleatoris incus

41:16
cum sublatus fuerit timebunt angeli et territi purgabuntur

41:17
cum adprehenderit eum gladius subsistere non poterit nequehasta neque torax

41:18
reputabit enim quasi paleas ferrum et quasi lignumputridum aes

41:19
non fugabit eum vir sagittarius in stipulam versi sunt eilapides fundae

41:20
quasi stipulam aestimabit malleum et deridebit vibrantemhastam

41:21
sub ipso erunt radii solis sternet sibi aurum quasi lutum

41:22
fervescere faciet quasi ollam profundum mare ponet quasicum unguenta bulliunt

41:23
post eum lucebit semita aestimabit abyssum quasisenescentem

41:24
non est super terram potestas quae conparetur ei quifactus est ut nullum timeret

41:25
omne sublime videt ipse est rex super universos filiossuperbiae

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041:001
Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?

041:002
Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?

041:003
Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee?

041:004
Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?

041:005
Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?

041:006
Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?

041:007
Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?

041:008
Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.

041:009
Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?

041:010
None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?

041:011
Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.

041:012
I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.

041:013
Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?

041:014
Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.

041:015
His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.

041:016
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.

041:017
They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.

041:018
By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

041:019
Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.

041:020
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.

041:021
His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.

041:022
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.

041:023
The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.

041:024
His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.

041:025
When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.

041:026
The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.

041:027
He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.

041:028
The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.

041:029
Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.

041:030
Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.

041:031
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.

041:032
He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.

041:033
Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.

041:034
He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.

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