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Iob 41

¹Canst thou draw out Leuiathan with an hooke? or his tongue with a corde which thou lettest downe?

²Canst thou put an hooke into his nose? or bore his iawe through with a thorne?

³Will he make many supplications vnto thee? will he speake soft words vnto thee?

⁴Will he make a couenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a seruant for euer?

⁵Wilt thou play with him as with a birde? wilt thou binde him for thy maydens?

⁶Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?

⁷Canst thou fill his skinne with barbed irons? or his head with fishspeares?

⁸Lay thine hand vpon him, remember the battell: doe no more.

⁹Behold, the hope of him is in vaine: shall not one be cast downe euen at the sight of him?

¹⁰None is so fierce that dare stirre him vp: who then is able to stand before me?

¹¹Who hath preuented me that I should repay him? whatsoeuer is vnder the whole heauen, is mine.

¹²I will not conceale his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.

¹³Who can discouer the face of his garment? or who can come to him, with his double bridle?

¹⁴Who can open the doores of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.

¹⁵His scales are his pride, shut vp together as with a close seale.

¹⁶One is so neere to another, that no ayre can come betweene them.

¹⁷They are ioyned one to another, they sticke together, that they cannot be sundred.

¹⁸By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eye-liddes of the morning.

¹⁹Out of his mouth goe burning lampes, and sparkes of fire leape out.

²⁰Out of his nostrels goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.

²¹His breath kindleth coales, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.

²²In his necke remaineth strength, and sorrowe is turned into ioy before him.

²³The flakes of his flesh are ioyned together: they are firme in themselues, they cannot be moued.

²⁴His heart is as firme as a stone, yea as hard as a peece of the nether mil-stone.

²⁵When he rayseth vp himselfe, the mightie are afraid: by reason of breakings they purifie themselues.

²⁶The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the speare, the dart, nor the habergeon.

²⁷He esteemeth iron as straw, and brasse as rotten wood.

²⁸The arrow cannot make him flee: sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.

²⁹Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a speare.

³⁰Sharpe stones are vnder him: he spreadeth sharpe pointed things vpon the mire.

³¹He maketh the deepe to boyle like a pot: hee maketh the sea like a pot of oyntment.

³²Hee maketh a path to shine after him; one would thinke the deepe to bee hoarie.

³³Upon earth there is not his like: who is made without feare.

³⁴He beholdeth all high things: he is a king ouer all the children of pride.