[1] “Can you pull in Leviathan with a hook or tie down his tongue with a rope?
[2] Can you put a cord through his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook?
[3] Will he beg you for mercy or speak to you softly?
[4] Will he make a covenant with you to take him as a slave for life?
[5] Can you pet him like a bird or put him on a leash for your maidens?
[6] Will traders barter for him or divide him among the merchants?
[7] Can you fill his hide with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?
[8] If you lay a hand on him, you will remember the battle and never repeat it!
[9] Surely hope of overcoming him is false. Is not the sight of him overwhelming?
[10] No one is so fierce as to rouse Leviathan. Then who is able to stand against Me?
[11] Who has given to Me that I should repay him? Everything under heaven is Mine.
[12] I cannot keep silent about his limbs, his power and graceful form.
[13] Who can strip off his outer coat? Who can approach him with a bridle?
[14] Who can open his jaws, ringed by his fearsome teeth?
[15] His rows of scales are his pride, tightly sealed together.
[16] One scale is so near to another that no air can pass between them.
[17] They are joined to one another; they clasp and cannot be separated.
[18] His snorting flashes with light, and his eyes are like the rays of dawn.
[19] Firebrands stream from his mouth; fiery sparks shoot forth!
[20] Smoke billows from his nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning reeds.
[21] His breath sets coals ablaze, and flames pour from his mouth.
[22] Strength resides in his neck, and dismay leaps before him.
[23] The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable.
[24] His chest is as hard as a rock, as hard as a lower millstone!
[25] When Leviathan rises up, the mighty are terrified; they withdraw before his thrashing.
[26] The sword that reaches him has no effect, nor does the spear or dart or arrow.
[27] He regards iron as straw and bronze as rotten wood.
[28] No arrow can make him flee; slingstones become like chaff to him.
[29] A club is regarded as straw, and he laughs at the sound of the lance.
[30] His undersides are jagged potsherds, spreading out the mud like a threshing sledge.
[31] He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron; he makes the sea like a jar of ointment.
[32] He leaves a glistening wake behind him; one would think the deep had white hair!
[33] Nothing on earth is his equal— a creature devoid of fear!
[34] He looks down on all the haughty; he is king over all the proud.”