Job 41: (ASV)
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1) Canst thou draw out leviathan with a fishhook? Or press down his tongue with a cord?
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2) Canst thou put a rope into his nose? Or pierce his jaw through with a hook?
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3) Will he make many supplications unto thee? Or will he speak soft words unto thee?
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4) Will he make a covenant with thee, That thou shouldest take him for a servant for ever?
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5) Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
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6) Will the bands of fishermen make traffic of him? Will they part him among the merchants?
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7) Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons, Or his head with fish-spears?
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8) Lay thy hand upon him; Remember the battle, and do so no more.
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9) Behold, the hope of him is in vain: Will not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
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10) None is so fierce that he dare stir him up; Who then is he that can stand before me?
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11) Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
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12) I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, Nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.
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13) Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?
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14) Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.
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15) His strong scales are his pride, Shut up together as with a close seal.
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16) One is so near to another, That no air can come between them.
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17) They are joined one to another; They stick together, so that they cannot be sundered.
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18) His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
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19) Out of his mouth go burning torches, And sparks of fire leap forth.
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20) Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, As of a boiling pot and burning rushes.
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21) His breath kindleth coals, And a flame goeth forth from his mouth.
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22) In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him.
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23) The flakes of his flesh are joined together: They are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.
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24) His heart is as firm as a stone; Yea, firm as the nether millstone.
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25) When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: By reason of consternation they are beside themselves.
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26) If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
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27) He counteth iron as straw, And brass as rotten wood.
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28) The arrow cannot make him flee: Sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.
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29) Clubs are counted as stubble: He laugheth at the rushing of the javelin.
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30) His underparts are like sharp potsherds: He spreadeth as it were a threshing-wain upon the mire.
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31) He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
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32) He maketh a path to shine after him; One would think the deep to be hoary.
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33) Upon earth there is not his like, That is made without fear.
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34) He beholdeth everything that is high: He is king over all the sons of pride.
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