约伯记 41

1See, any hope [of capturing] it must be disappointed;One is prostrated by the very sight of it.

2There is no one so fierce as to rouse it;Who then can stand up to Me?

3Whoever confronts Me I will requite,For everything under the heavens is Mine.

4I will not be silent concerning itOr the praise of its martial exploits.

5Who can uncover its outer garment?Who can penetrate the folds of its jowls?

6Who can pry open the doors of its face?Its bared teeth strike terror.

7Its protective scales are its pride,Locked with a binding seal.

8One scale touches the other;Not even a breath can enter between them.

9Each clings to each;They are interlocked so they cannot be parted.

10Its sneezings flash lightning,And its eyes are like the glimmerings of dawn.

11Firebrands stream from its mouth;Fiery sparks escape.

12Out of its nostrils comes smokeAs from a steaming, boiling cauldron.

13Its breath ignites coals;Flames blaze from its mouth.

14Strength resides in its neck;Power leaps before it.

15The layers of its flesh stick together;It is as though cast hard; it does not totter.

16Its heart is cast hard as a stone,Hard as the nether millstone.

17Divine beings are in dread as it rears up;As it crashes down, they cringe.

18No sword that overtakes it can prevail,Nor spear, nor missile, nor lance.

19It regards iron as straw,Bronze, as rotted wood.

20No arrow can put it to flight;Slingstones turn into stubble for it.

21Clubs are regarded as stubble;It scoffs at the quivering javelin.

22Its underpart is jagged shards;It spreads a threshing-sledge on the mud.

23It makes the depths seethe like a cauldron;It makes the sea [boil] like an ointment-pot.

24Its wake is a luminous path;It makes the deep seem white-haired.

25There is no one on land who can dominate it,Made as it is without fear.

26It sees all that is haughty;It reigns over all proud beasts.