1Canst thou draw out leviathan with a hook?
2Canst thou put a hook into his nose?
3Will he make many supplications unto thee?
4Will he make a covenant with thee?
5Wilt thou play with him as with a bird?
6Shall the companions make a banquet of him?
7Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons?
8Lay thine hand upon him,
9Behold, the hope of him is in vain:
10None is so fierce that dare stir him up:
11Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him?
12I will not conceal his parts,
13Who can discover the face of his garment?
14Who can open the doors of his face?
15His scales are his pride,
16One is so near to another,
17They are joined one to another,
18By his neesings a light doth shine,
19Out of his mouth go burning lamps,
20Out of his nostrils goeth smoke,
21His breath kindleth coals,
22In his neck remaineth strength,
23The flakes of his flesh are joined together:
24His heart is as firm as a stone;
25When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid:
26The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold:
27He esteemeth iron as straw,
28The arrow cannot make him flee:
29Darts are counted as stubble:
30Sharp stones are under him:
31He maketh the deep to boil like a pot:
32He maketh a path to shine after him;
33Upon earth there is not his like,
34He beholdeth all high things: