Job 41:8-34 ▼

8 Put your hands on him; may you remember the battle, and not add.

9 Behold, the hope of him is false. One is even cast down at the sight of him.

10 None is so fierce that he would rouse him; and who is he who will stand before my face?

11 Who has brought before Me that I should repay him? Under all the heavens it is unto Me.

12 I will not keep silent about his limbs, and the matter of his strength and the grace of his form.

13 Who can uncover the face of his clothing? Who can enter into the double of his bridle?

14 The doors of his face, who can open them? All around his teeth are terror.

15 His rows of shields are his pride, shut up tight with a seal.

16 One by one they draw near, and air cannot come between them.

17 They are joined a man to his brother; they clasp together and cannot be separated.

18 His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.

19 From his mouth torches go forth; sparks of fire leap out.

20 From his nostrils smoke comes forth, boiling like a pot and a reed.

21 His breath will kindle the coals, and a flame goes forth from his mouth.

22 In his neck lodges strength, and before him terror dances.

23 The folds of his flesh are joined together, c on him, and it annot be shaken.

24 His heart is as firm as a stone, even as firm as a lower millstone.

25 From his rising up the mighty are afraid; before his thrashing they cleanse themselves from sin.

26 The sword reaching him shall not stand—not spear, dart, or lance.

27 He regards iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.

28 The son of the bow cannot make him flee; the stones of the sling are turned over before him like stubble.

29 A club is regarded as stubble, and he laughs at the rattle of a lance.

30 Beneath him are points of a shard; he spreads out like a threshing sledge upon the mud.

31 He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like an ointment pot.

32 Behind him he makes a path shine; one would think the deep were white-haired.

33 There is nothing on earth like him, the one made devoid of fear.

34 He beholds every high thing; he is king over all the sons of pride.”