1: Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue
with a cord which thou lettest down? |
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2: Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through
with a thorn? |
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3:
Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft
words unto thee? |
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4: Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou 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: Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part
him among the merchants? |
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7: Canst thou fill his skin with barbed iron? or his head with
fish spears? |
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8: Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
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9: Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down
even at the sight of him? |
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10: None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to
stand before me? |
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11: Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is
under the whole heaven is mine. |
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12: I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely
proportion. |
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13: Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to
him with his double bridle? |
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14: Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible
round about. |
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15: His 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, that
they cannot be sundered. |
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18: By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the
eyelids of the morning. |
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19: Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap
out. |
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20: Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or
caldron. |
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21: His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his
mouth. |
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22: In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy
before him. |
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23: The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in
themselves; they cannot be moved. |
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24: His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of
the nether millstone. |
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25: When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason
of breakings they purify themselves. |
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26: The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear,
the dart, nor the habergeon. |
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27: He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
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28: The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with
him into stubble. |
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29: Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a
spear. |
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30: Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things
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, who is made without fear.
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34: He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the
children of pride. |