41:4 Will it make a pact 1 with you,
so you could take it 2 as your slave for life?
41:5 Can you play 3 with it, like a bird,
or tie it on a leash 4 for your girls?
41:6 Will partners 5 bargain 6 for it?
Will they divide it up 7 among the merchants?
41:7 Can you fill its hide with harpoons
or its head with fishing spears?
41:8 If you lay your hand on it,
you will remember 8 the fight,
and you will never do it again!
41:9 (41:1) 9 See, his expectation is wrong, 10
he is laid low even at the sight of it. 11
41:10 Is it not fierce 12 when it is awakened?
Who is he, then, who can stand before it? 13
41:11 (Who has confronted 14 me that I should repay? 15
Everything under heaven belongs to me!) 16
41:12 I will not keep silent about its limbs,
and the extent of its might,
and the grace of its arrangement. 17
41:13 Who can uncover its outer covering? 18
Who can penetrate to the inside of its armor? 19
41:14 Who can open the doors of its mouth? 20
Its teeth all around are fearsome.
41:15 Its back 21 has rows of shields,
shut up closely 22 together as with a seal;
41:16 each one is so close to the next 23
that no air can come between them.
41:17 They lock tightly together, one to the next; 24
they cling together and cannot be separated.
41:18 Its snorting throws out flashes of light;
its eyes are like the red glow 25 of dawn.
41:19 Out of its mouth go flames, 26
sparks of fire shoot forth!
41:20 Smoke streams from its nostrils
as from a boiling pot over burning 27 rushes.
41:21 Its breath sets coals ablaze
and a flame shoots from its mouth.
41:22 Strength lodges in its neck,
and despair 28 runs before it.
41:23 The folds 29 of its flesh are tightly joined;
they are firm on it, immovable. 30
41:24 Its heart 31 is hard as rock,
hard as a lower millstone.
41:25 When it rises up, the mighty are terrified,
at its thrashing about they withdraw. 32
41:26 Whoever strikes it with a sword 33
will have no effect, 34
nor with the spear, arrow, or dart.
41:27 It regards iron as straw
and bronze as rotten wood.
41:28 Arrows 35 do not make it flee;
slingstones become like chaff to it.
41:29 A club is counted 36 as a piece of straw;
it laughs at the rattling of the lance.
41:30 Its underparts 37 are the sharp points of potsherds,
it leaves its mark in the mud
like a threshing sledge. 38
41:31 It makes the deep boil like a cauldron
and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment, 39
41:32 It leaves a glistening wake behind it;
one would think the deep had a head of white hair.
41:33 The likes of it is not on earth,
a creature 40 without fear.
41:34 It looks on every haughty being;
it is king over all that are proud.” 41